from onester:

"i had a dream.
it's a deja vu dream.
about a series of things happenings and key characters...
it's hilariously put.
but it's about the end of days.
and it's put on a timeline along the pathway like the ones at ang mo kio
this time round...more people involved.
and good side has quirky characters helping...but it seems we're winning.

weird.

and when i snapped out of it...my heart was beating damn hard."

---

two nights ago,

when i could actually sleep at night,

the world decided to shiver. again.

yeah....

great things happen when you're least aware, huh?


listen to ja rule.

my dreams as of late have been turbulent roller coaster rides that i choose not to remember them. sure, those fragments might be lingering around...but by tomorrow i'm sure they'll be gone. they better be.

currently listening to: june of 44 - anahata cd.

there have been dreams about babies. baby boys in particular. and baby mikah made me really happy and sad. sad because he was just an illusion painted at the back of my mind. possible to achieve but it will be a very difficult journey with many rickety bridges to balance and cross over.

and then i was pregnant. and dm rubbed my tummy like she knew. it was amazing. the touch of a semi stranger. or frenger as the "cool" kids would say it. and they would understand what i mean by that.

how long does it take for anyone to learn how to walk? without stilts. without support. without anyone to hold your hand and say yeah you can do it. everyone is talking about time. how long? how fast? when?

realise with real eyes.

music would naturally be tortoise. le poseur?

non. saw them 7 years ago and it's superstitious to not listen to a band/artiste 24 hours before they perform or something bad will happen. i don't believe it yet somehow i don't practice it. ho hum.