It's strange how my dreams are lately.. from surfing (on the waves, not the net) to, dare I say, goin' for a wax. But last night, as i took on the couch at Jit's, I dreamt I was at a wedding. Not mine, but everyone I know was there. My old friends from KL, my friends here.. even my colleagues. I dunno who's wedding it was but there I was right in the middle of the aisle. The weird part of it was, I think I was gate-crashin' the ceremony. Why? I really have no clue. I wonder what it'll be tonight..

What the hell are they? Dreams. I remember some of 'em from when i was younger. One in particular was of me on a high speed chase running away from some of the most notorious cereal killers. Yes.. you read right.. I said cereal. As in the stupid bird on the Froot Loops box and that creepy monkey, or whatever that thing is, from Coco Crunch. I don't really remember the good ones. Even if i wake myself up to write them down, the next morning all I'd see is a bunch of scribbles and doodles on paper. My teacher once asked us, what if we're all asleep?.. always asleep? Nothing is real. Nothing is true. And our dreams are our escape from blank?

I remember how my mom would tell me how she's dreamt of a place so many times but has never even seen it in real life till that one time we drove past it. It was Seletar reservoir.. smack in the middle of Singapore's basin (here's where you do the hand cupping gestures to explain what a basin is..haha) Anyway, I was there again on Friday night after work and a couple of burgers. I've drove past here so many times but never got out. So we finally did (Miss "Wah-wah" and I). As we were walking across the dam and looked out into the reservoir, the treeline on the other side looked as if, in her words, a painter just came along and brushed ink across the landscape. the sky above it was plain and empty, while the water reflected the same. Almost like if you step off the bank, you'll just fall.. indefinitely.. infinitely... Something magical about how your mind wonders when you think about falling. That freedom. I told her about how you're in that moment. Leaving what was there a second ago and being where what's coming is not there yet. Not bothering about your troubles and responsibilities..and then judgement and consequences. It's tiring sometimes.. exhausting in fact.

I think I could use a good long break from things. A holiday. New Zealand anyone? Especially the one with my New Zealand fund? Lol.. So.. what was the point of this entry? .. I dunno.. I forget..


Hey, here's a line I've not used for a long time;
Goodnight and to all.. a good night


ps: Miss "Wah-wah"? Hahaha!