I woke up with a tear stained face, breathing heavily as the remnants of my dream kept charging at me like an endless wave. I looked up at the clock to see that it was only 4AM.
In the dream, my mum passed away, leaving the whole family behind, leaving me vulnerable and defenseless and i felt as if i lost all hope. She might not know it but my mum is the steady rock that has kept me sane in this fast-paced ever-changing world. Back when i was 17, i had trouble sleeping because i was suffering from depression, a mild one at least, that gave me the gift of insomnia. Many nights, I'd wake up panting and short of breath with my heart pounding against my chest, as if it was hammering its way out.. On those nights when i couldn't sleep, all i had to do was just go to my parent's room and sit on the floor next to her while she's in bed, sleeping. My heart would miraculously calm instantly, knowing that it wouldn't be eaten out alive that night because my mom was there. And somehow, she would wake up, knowing i was there and comfort me, making sure i go back to sleep. I stopped doing it when my dad told me my mom was worried sick about me that she too ended up not sleeping. So i stopped going to her, not wanting her to worry anymore. Of course the nightmares never stopped, i kept dreaming of murder and death, and ultimately waking up with my heart racing. Every. Single. Night. Everything ended only when the exams were over. Yes, the root of all the pain came from the desire to do well in school. Fortunately, now, i have learnt to overcome that.
Anyways, after wiping the tears away and going back to sleep, the dream continued. Except that this time around, my sister passed away and my mother was on the verge of dying. I was literally thinking to myself "
Why is everybody in my dreams tonight dying??"
My sister is practically my best friend, she knows everything there is to know about me, my likes and dislikes, my temperament, my pet peeves, the times i'm joking even though i look serious, she understands my joke unlike my friends who could never for the life of them, understand what i'm trying to say. She's been there ever since i could remember. We're pretty close, only a year apart. We have our own best friends but i know in my heart, that we're each other's BFFs and that we'll always be there for each other. She's not the mushy type, she's not even a hugger so if she ever sees what i wrote here, she'd go "Eeee so disgusting! Why'd you write that??"
Well that's her for you.
So where was i? right, the dream.. I woke up from that dream too with
another tear stained face as well as a tear soaked pillow. I wonder how i looked like crying while i slept, wish i'd had a video to watch it, oh well...
I couldn't stop thinking about it since so to remember this surreal experience, i've decided to record this into a blog post, maybe 20 years from now i'd read this blog post again and remember this day..