I had such a scary dream. A dream that I actually believe it’s real. A dream that is still vivid on my mind right now. A dream that I probably didn’t wake up from. Surrealism describes it all.

I can now feel that the dream is getting further from me. I don’t want it to but it can’t be helped as I’m settling myself back to the world that I am from.

What an interesting feeling I have. I think it’s so rare to feel so much for a dream. How often would you know that this would be the night that you would be dreaming something that when you wake up, you would wish that you were back in that dream?

I’m no Alice-wannabe. No English accent. No blonde hair. No ultra white complexion. Neither Red Queen nor White Queen was spotted in my dream too.

What’s on my mind now is how I would want to express this feeling into an artistic expression. A lot of ideas running through my head now. I guess I gotta kick my ass to get something done for myself. It’s high time, kel!

I believe dreams are very related to our desires, our feelings and thoughts. Sometimes we might be worried about something, thinking about something and bothered over something. Our dreams mirror ourselves, but obviously not in straight forward method. But definitely food for thought.