Dreamcatcher..
A fren gave me a dreamcatcher once.
The name's alluring in itself...the weaving and capturing of one's dreams' essence.
I nvr hung it up.
Figured I'll do the catching of my dreams myself.
Was listening to the Secret Garden cd as I tidied up the clutter in my rm n there was this tune titled Dreamcatcher. It caught my attention cuz I had a dream last nite. It was a reallie dramatic one n i felt as if i cud still smell e salty, tangy taste of e sea waters, cud still feel e gale slapping across my face and the torrential waters whipping across my body as I scrambled to get to a safe hideout. It was such a vivid dream, tt's why i felt as if all my sensations were still tuned into tt storm i barely escaped in my dream. If i recalled correctly, I was tryin to get to my rm which was perched at e top of a lighthouse. I nvr found out wad happened, though.
I simply woke up.
I hope this wun be some ominous allusion to wad lies ahead of me cuz this is the last day of a certain phase in my life. n I'm more apprehensive den excited, i feel.
Woke up at 7 plus, an early start to a day which I hv entirely no plans for. Sthg quite foreign to me as I'm prone to planning my wk ahead. Read e papers, drank my coffee, ate my brekkie. Watched abit of Japan Hour, flipped through my gym schedule, rearranged my wardrobe, listened to some music. I think I'm feelin a bit sentimental cuz of the cd. It was reallie a worthy buy. I like music tt conjures up images within my head just like how i like paintings n works of art to paint a story for me. That cd becomes much more den jus simply audio appreciation. It's packed with tales n stories of regrets, love, joy, peace and acceptance. At least, those were the emotions tt came to fore when I was listening to the music.
It's gg to be the end of March. April beckons. I like April, it's when Spring enters into its full swing. Autumn remains my fave bt Autumn's a season of wistful nostalgia. Spring is different, it's a playful season, one tt's filled with hope, joy and expectations.
Let us embrace it with open arms then.
The name's alluring in itself...the weaving and capturing of one's dreams' essence.
I nvr hung it up.
Figured I'll do the catching of my dreams myself.
Was listening to the Secret Garden cd as I tidied up the clutter in my rm n there was this tune titled Dreamcatcher. It caught my attention cuz I had a dream last nite. It was a reallie dramatic one n i felt as if i cud still smell e salty, tangy taste of e sea waters, cud still feel e gale slapping across my face and the torrential waters whipping across my body as I scrambled to get to a safe hideout. It was such a vivid dream, tt's why i felt as if all my sensations were still tuned into tt storm i barely escaped in my dream. If i recalled correctly, I was tryin to get to my rm which was perched at e top of a lighthouse. I nvr found out wad happened, though.
I simply woke up.
I hope this wun be some ominous allusion to wad lies ahead of me cuz this is the last day of a certain phase in my life. n I'm more apprehensive den excited, i feel.
Woke up at 7 plus, an early start to a day which I hv entirely no plans for. Sthg quite foreign to me as I'm prone to planning my wk ahead. Read e papers, drank my coffee, ate my brekkie. Watched abit of Japan Hour, flipped through my gym schedule, rearranged my wardrobe, listened to some music. I think I'm feelin a bit sentimental cuz of the cd. It was reallie a worthy buy. I like music tt conjures up images within my head just like how i like paintings n works of art to paint a story for me. That cd becomes much more den jus simply audio appreciation. It's packed with tales n stories of regrets, love, joy, peace and acceptance. At least, those were the emotions tt came to fore when I was listening to the music.
It's gg to be the end of March. April beckons. I like April, it's when Spring enters into its full swing. Autumn remains my fave bt Autumn's a season of wistful nostalgia. Spring is different, it's a playful season, one tt's filled with hope, joy and expectations.
Let us embrace it with open arms then.
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