d funny dreams came back. this time jannah and i were chasing robbers; she was beating them up with a broom while i was putting on a big pair of sunglasses that made me look like a green hornet and just watching her beat d hell out of em. dreams, i had many. nightmares, i had a fair share of that too.
in dreams and nightmares, i felt all the different emotions; scared,sad,happy,exhilarated...
its like being part of a non-existent chapter in my life where i see myself communicating with fictional characters like d aliens i dreamt i was talking to or d ghosts i imagined sitting at d end of my bed. but at times, some dreams seem so real especially when it involves my loved one; like when i dreamt that bf left me for someone younger and found myself crying when i woke up. like wth.
bt for all d ridiculous dreams and nightmares that i encountered, for me it was one of life's greatest experience; to be d main character of a fictional life i created in my sleep.


"Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity; at least while dreaming, we partake of the power of the Spirit, the infinite Godhead that creates the cosmos." ~ Jackie Gleason, American actor/comedian. 1916-1987.