June 27, 2007


  • It's so weird that when I sleep in our guestroom, I always have a dream. Never fails.


    When my grandson is dropped off by his mommy in the morning, we would go back to sleep because it's still early and, it will keep him from being cranky the rest of the day. My grandson loves that guest room because of the lampshade that also look like a little aquarium. He likes it lighted because it shows the reflection of a group of fish moving around. He calls the fish "turleley."


    Before I get off from the subject of this post, when both of us have gone to our separate lala land, I would start having dreams. Most of them are very clear and I could remember my dream until the next day.


    Yesterday's dream was very funny: I saw myself talking to a friend I haven't seen for ages. Her name is Grace. In my dream, Grace was preparing for her marriage (in real life, she's already married). It seemed like she planned it for a long time. In my dream, she was very upset with me because I forgot that she asked me to be one of the bridesmaids. She was dissappointed with me that she would have her dog bite me.  When I promised her that I would be there in her wedding, she gave me a dress to wear for the wedding. On my way home, I was staring at the dress that was too small that only a Barbie doll could wear! Later in the dream, the real reason I keep on forgetting about the wedding was because I was not so sure if I could drive all the way to the wedding. Somehow a friend showed me the way how to get there to the church and the wedding reception.


    When I got home, I was surrounded by relatives I have not seen in ages. These relatives were very wealthy and was making fun of me during one of my visits with them several years ago. Anyway, when I started getting ready for Grace's wedding, I jumped in the shower, but there was barely a drop of water coming out from the shower head. I started panicking and, to ease my anxiety, I started thinking that maybe I got it wrong. Maybe the wedding was not that day, but another day. Next thing, was my little one was waking me up and he was ready to eat his breakfast.


    This morning, I had another dream, and I completely forgotten it, when I posted my dream from yesterday. It was good one, too... Oh, I remember it now...


    In this dream, we were living in a big compound. We have a place to sleep; but we would eat our food together with the rest of the people that live in the compound. I would meet different people who have kids. A child was with me, but I do not know who he is. But I know he was related to me. He was all over the place and I would get scared that he would lose his way. Somehow in that dream, I realized I was on leave from work recuperating from an illness, because I was getting ready to go back to work. Suddenly, in my dream, I realized that we bought a house already and that we should be living in that house instead. My grandson once again started to let me know he was awake and ready to get out of bed.


    Until the next dream... Now I look forward to having more dreams in that guestroom. In our own bedroom, I would have dreams there, too, but not always. It's always in the guestroom that I would have dreams in the morning.