I seem to dream everyday now. At least, I seem to remember them now.
Nothing spectacular. The night before, I dreamt of having a fight with mom…I can’t remember what is was about now. Oh yeah, flower petals….she bought some flower petals and I can’t use them to make cards because they were really expensive. They were white, fragrant, and elegant petals. I went and bought a bouquet of colourful flowers and used their petals instead. I don’t like those dreams.
Last night I dreamt about Idriss writing me an email as a reply to an email titled “Counter Attack”. I think he said some friendly things. No matter. I’m just writing the above down in case they come true.
Last night I also dreamt of eating some sugar canes with dad. Dad asked me about my passion. I decided that my passion was not about a specific thing, like, scuba diving or fashion design, but instead, it’s about a certain type of experience. Can’t passion be that? It’s an interesting revelation for me. We always expect passion to be about an item. It could be a feeling, like liberation and freedom, seeing and experiencing new things, or thrill seeking.
I like this last dream the most 🙂