Reverie

Tonight, we had barbeque for dinner. She did the grilling and I helped her set up the patio table. So I had to miss our cell group bible study at sis mila’s. Though I’m really not comfortable eating with them, I had to swallow up my pride and sit there for an agonizing hour consuming cholesterol-filled junk. Along with us was my lola who exactly feels the same annoyance as I do. While they were enjoying the comfort of their seats and gobbling over what’s on the table, my lola and I were just sitting there and taking our time digesting our small-portioned rations. Then, obnoxious conversations were brought up. As always, the two kids were the stars and we all have to pay attention to whatever non-sense they have to say. I just can’t help but stare into nothingness and wallow about the afternoon-nap nightmare that I had earlier.

Speaking about that, it was hell scary.. In my dream, there were Nazi-like troops who held us captives. I was there with random people lined in several rows. In between rows there was an approximate 12 inches space that separates us from the others. We were positioned in a leg-extended sitting position, our hands we’re tied behind, holding a gun that points upward towards our lower back. The deal was this: they were going to run a machine saw within that 12 inches space (in between rows of human feet) and whoever shrieks and tries to move their feet away from it or in avoidance of the saw will be forced to pull the trigger of the gun pointing behind us. Unfortunately, out of extreme nervousness and trauma, I was the first one who moved.. So I had to practically kill myself.. Gosh.. I died in my dream. And the pain? Unbearably numbing.. Almost real.. I guess..

I was forcing myself to wake up already. But no matter how hard I seem to try to open my eyelids, it’s not happening in reality.. I waited and waited and waited… Until I felt a vibration and heard a loud tune on top of my head. It was my cell phone ringing.. Then a gush of blood came rushing through my veins, causing my heart to beat heavily fast. Finally, I was awakened. Thank you bro Jo for calling me just in time to save me from a horrendous dream…

This is a living nightmare.. I don’t know where to be anymore. I am psychologically and emotionally attacked in my waking hours, and now in my dreams as well..? Great.