19 October 2008

Nightmare

Last night, I dreamt that Vera died. I know I shouldn't be talking about such stuff, but this is an honest blog of the good, the bad and the ugly, so.

It was so real. She was like she looked at about 2 months old, still thin and small. We were at the hospital for a routine check and it just happened. I cried like crazy in the dream. I remember regaining composure, then breaking down again. Crying in your dream is very tiring. You can't control or stop it. The only way to get out of a nightmare is if something jolts you out of sleep.

And that was Vera making noise. You can imagine my relief upon seeing her sleeping next to me. Things may be going well for her now, but you know, the dark dreams are never far away.

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