Monday, February 11, 2008
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Dreams
Lately I have been able to retain in my memory much of what I have been dreaming in my sleep.
This hasn't happened before, at least in the same degree of frequency and amount of retention after waking up.
These dreams have been affecting me more than ever, causing me to sometimes stop and think about a multitude of things that in the past never really seriously crossed my mind.
I guess this is telling me that my subconscious mind is trying to wake up and make itself more prevalent in influencing my decisions. Most of the time lately my dreams have been telling me what I really feel about certain things (I choose not to yet divulge what those things are) and bring me out of my usual emotional confusion that has plagued me for the past eight years.
I have been unsure about my own personal feelings and have been suppressing thoughts and emotions for so long that these thoughts and emotions tried so hard to find their way out and make themselves heard. And they found the gateway that leads them straight to me: my dreams.
Nowadays I find myself asking myself questions right before I go to sleep. And sometimes in that deep slumber, I find my questions answered.
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Your entry and the second part of mine somehow parallel each other. I know exactly what you mean. Honestly, as much of an ex-astrology/horoscope fanatic that I am, I never really cared to decode dreams. I figured, dreams are just a jumble of incoherent thoughts mashed into one. Last night, I was proven wrong. I finally figured out what's been bothering me for almost half of my life last night.
Dreams are amazing, aren't they?
RYC: I wish I knew the details of the accident, but Davis's friend never really told me anything (and I never really had the heart to ask him) about how it happened. He just told me that he and Davis were "to meet at the bottom." His friend made it, but Davis never did. So I guess he wouldn't know what really happened either. Davis's damages were pretty bad. He broke his left shoulder bone, some ribs, his femur and his pelvis. He also damaged his diaphragm and had to have surgery for it. I just can't imagine seeing him with tubes going into his body...maybe I can, but it's just too hard to.
Anyway, I don't really mind that you ask. It was a little hard for me to talk about it in details like I am now, but since I know he's going to be okay, it's a little easier now. Thanks for asking, though! =]
I'm sorry about what happened to you, but you're pretty quick to get back on your feet and I'm glad your damage wasn't bad!
Your English is awesome.
I like the way of how you managed to relate ideas after another by using new words and expressions without repetitions. Maybe due to the US education that you got. I mean, the style of writing for most people that blogged - them being Malaysians... are typically generic. Not for the sense of grammar of rojak-ness, but expansion of ideas.
Cool man.
BTW, hope to see you type more stuff and longer. That experience-studying-in-US story is great.