-“•*%£ Strange Dream 4:00p.m. Saturday, 18th Dec 2010
Mom dropped me off. Went into a shaby cafe. It was around evening. D was there along with J and two other guys I can’t remember. Was sitting in front of D.
Started talking about her performance. It was a play of some sort. J had already watched it and I wanted to know the plot and said “I don’t care about spoilers!”. Somehow, that offended D and she said “Oh. Thanks a lot.” to me and sulked.
The others didn’t even TRY to help me, including J. Sheesh. I was too scared to talk to her and for some weird reason, I had a bolster in my hands. I buried my head in the bolster for a while, horrified at what I had done, and looked up again.
She was crying and now I was in a kind of shock. I didn’t know my comment had affected her so badly. Weird part, I had this tap thingy in my hand. It’s not attached to anything, but when you turn the tap, water sprays out. That had nothing to do with the dream.
After a few moments of hesitation, I decided to go for it. I got up, went to the other side of the table next to D. She looked at me uncomfortably while talking to someone else at the table now. I came next to her but then, she got up from her chair, as if to leave. I quickly asked, “D, I want to talk to you. Just give me 5 minutes. Please.” I think I gave her a sad face. Still sobbing, she nodded and motioned me to follow her.
On our way out, she said “How about I give you more than 5 minutes?” and smiled at me. Somehow I knew she already forgave me, I have no idea why.
We walked out of the cafe. I wanted to put my arm around her, but was too afraid(random much). As we walked the streets with tall buildings on both sides (and I’m pretty sure we weren’t anywhere in Malaysia), my parents appeared.
I started to talk to them, but D was trailing off. I quickly cut my mom off in the middle of saying something and hurried after her. She entered what seemed to be a shopping mall. While I was running after her, I woke up.
This dream doesn’t make sense at all. It’s dumb. But she looked really pretty.
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Paul, the Apostle.