I am loving Owl City’s Fireflies at the moment.
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Aren’t dreams wonderful? I am fascinated with all the mysteries of dreaming, believing that these dreams hold deeper stories in our lives. Last night, because of watching too much Halloween specials on TV, I dreamed of ghosts and dormitories and cluttered rooms. I used to blog about some of my dreams before, but for some reason, I stopped dreaming, and I stopped writing. It was as if I had a vacation from the dream world, and now I’m back.
The weirdest dream I had so far was about an old Ninoy-looking man, wearing a Barong, standing on the end of a red-carpeted aisle. He seems to be missing his dead wife so much, wanting to renew their vows despite her death. On the other end of the aisle was a black baby, wearing some sort of a wedding dress borrowed from her dead yaya. The procession began, lead by a snake with a pink ribbon, with the baby crawling after. Reaching the altar in front, the snake raised its head, ready to strike at the baby. And then I woke up.
Happy Halloween! XD
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