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Sunday, October 30, 2005

I had a nightmare when I was having an afternoon nap just now. Maybe not a nightmare, but just a very very very terribly sad dream. I woke up and found eyes moist with tears. For once I can't be more thankful that it is but only a dream and not reality. Even though the details of the dream are slowly fading into oblivion and becoming hazy now, I vividly remember the overwhelming sense of sadness I felt. It was as if every trace of happiness was sucked out of me and in replacement of that void was the deepest of sorrows... I've never felt such despondency, such a sense of loss before. It was awful. I hope I never have to feel it again.


writing at 10:17 PM

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