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July 16 Dream - Jealousy - a motherly life Had a weird dream last night - having a dream
has been a luxury ever since the household number became more than two of us,
let alone the weirdness of the dream. I honestly have forgotten most of
it, only the love letter part survived. It was a letter written on a very
delicate piece of paper, I could even feel the weight of the paper in my
dream. The quality of the paper makes you feel you are back to the 19th
century England. It was addressed to me, but was not intended to be
delivered to me, somehow, in the process (of my dream), it ended up in my
hands. It was beautifully written, and amazingly it was in English.
As to the content, I guess I'll keep it in my private mind. So in the morning, still bewildered by this letter, I told weifeng about the dream. "huh" was his only comments, and he responded awkwardly afterward. I whispered to him after a while, "are you upset about my dream?" He said, "no," still uneasy, "I just don't know how to comment or respond." "You couldn't possibly be jealous! It's..... It's just a dream." I wondered and tried to look into his eyes. He shrugged, tried to pull up a smile but failed to reach up to his eyes, "I don't know." That expression is just too familiar for me to ignore. He is unbelievable jealous! but about what? about my dream? .... or my sub-consciousness? and what is my sub-consciousness? is that the passion of love? or the sadness of my mundane life? or an unhappy mother? or a disappointed wife? .... After a while, I gave up my train of thoughts, and said to myself, "I just need to get out of the house, and have some fun all by myself!" So, here is the plan - I am going to get out and enjoy the Harry Potter movie, well, another fantasy, again. Comments (3)
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