Dreams

I love all of my dreams. All the dreamy, scary, horror, fun ones. I actually enjoyed them. My dreams are so vivid and colorful, it almost feels as if I'm watching a movie. Some have plots, some doesn't even make any sense and some are out of this world. But I cherish them all like they're part of me. 

I have dreamt about quite a number of famous people. There most recent one was someone of royal blood! I wrote about my current obsession a few weeks ago (in this entry) and since I have been 'studying' a lot about Brunei's Royal Family, one of them decided to pop-up for a visit in my dream. Sadly it was not the young and handsome prince charming, but it was his (I'm sure equally as handsome when he was young) playboy uncle. We were in a plane ride (I'd like to assume we were in one of his many private jets) going somewhere far and he was sitting in the seat next to mine. Talking. To me. About something I can't remember. And that was it.  

Snakes are very famous in my dreams. One time, I was in an African safari and saw literally hundreds of snakes (of all sizes and colors) hanging from so many trees. There were also cases where I was bitten by one. Or when I was chased by 2 black cobra snakes. Or when I saw one which was bigger than a house and longer than a river. 

Other dreams are about me going on an adventure somewhere, me being a super hero, of me getting lost somewhere (in the jungle, in a new town, and even in a huge bathroom), of me going to another far away country and sometimes of just me talking to someone random.

But the best thing is, I dream almost every single time I sleep. Imagine, being able to escape your (I mean, my boring and almost pathetic) life and travel to different world each night. 

People often say that 'Dreams are actually your secret wish'.  I wonder.

ps- This might sound sappy, but truth is, dreams are all I have to hang on to.