I had a dream. A dream so real, yet surreal. A dream I wouldn't ever think of dreaming, yet I dreamt the dream.
More often than not, we know we are dreaming, know what we are dreaming when we are dreaming, but soon forget when we wake up from the dream. This happens to me everytime I dream at night (or should I say early morning?) But this time, norms don't apply.
How I wish I can recall a beautiful fantasy, with butterflies and rabbits, flowers and breeze. With sea and waves, with sun and freedom. How I wish I am telling a story of a fairy tale come true (at least in a dream), of fun and exciting moments.
But no. If the above paragraph creates a vivid picture of life and happiness in your imagination, well, twist all imagination of yours now to its opposite. That means if you see a graceful and elegant princess, twist it to be a hideous witch. If you see a sexy mermaid with undulating figure, this is easier - just imagine a shark instead.
It wasn't a nightmare, for I did not wake up with a jerk. I wasn't frightened to the least. People always say, dreams reflect our hearts deep desire. So what does my dream tell me? My heart desires death, doom, and darkness? That what I want is separation from my loved ones?
It's quite funny though, to have a dream like that. Because if it were to be made a movie, or should I say anime, it will be a blockbuster for the kids. FOR THE KIDS. It looked so much like Howl's Moving Castle crossed with Harry Potter crossed with Corpse Bride Corpse Groom. Imagine the grey atmosphere of all three movies. That's the essence of my dream.
"I have a dream, a song to sing."
But now I had a dream, a thought to shudder at.
