What does that mean?
At 1:00 AM on
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
We were back in our school days. At a morning assembly with the council singing the national anthem. After that, on my way down the stairs I saw a cat. Then he appeared out of nowhere, stood infront of me and wanted to protect me. However the cat got crazy and attacked him instead. It stratched him hard on his arm leaving him with gaping wound. The cat attempted a second attack at him but this time I offered my arm not wanting the cat to hurt him again. Fortunately mine wasn't as bad as someone took the cat away on time. Looking at him and his wounded arm, I was indeed touched and shocked. Took him to have his wound cleaned up and went sourcing for a first aid kit. Held his hand and treated his wound and the whole process of cleaning with the alcohol and applying the medicine just seemed so vivid. I could actually feel the pain he's enduring. His facial expression was vivid as well. There seemed to be feelings left between us and the chance to be together again in the dream. I was indeed moved. Then I woke up..
I actually woke up feeling sweet at that instance. Perhaps it was vivid that's why. But later on came to realise it's just a dream and never will happen in real life. He will never be mine again to begin with. But why this dream? I guess I'll need to look for Jeanette to decipher it for me. Was I really missing him that much to dream of him? I admit I was thinking about the moments spent together with him just before I went to bed last night. It's scary how immediate the effect was right? *ponders* .
By,
CarysMummy
Jasmine