Dreamer (1/5/2003)
I’m a keen daydreamer. But it too rare for me
to dream of something that I really miss after I get up. Strangely I’ve started
to have such kind of dreams two years ago.
Usually those dreams are so real that I really
have to spend at least 10 seconds to remember that that’s not real. At the
beginning it’s quite hurt to know that it’s only a dream. But as times goes,
the hurting feeling goes too. What remains is the sweetness of the dream. And
that’s even better then anything else.
No matter how ridiculous the dream was, it is
a good dream if it’s end happily. Similar to life, right?
Last month I had two. I was so happy when I
just got up. After that 10 something second, my mind started to clear up.
‘Ha, quite nice.’
I’m not sure if it is a good thing when any of
these dreams come true. But human is just like that – always longed for the impossibilities.
Really waiting for many dreams to come true –
Can play the second finger in tune without
banding the wrist too much outward.
Can eat as much as I like but not getting fat.
(Won’t come true until I die. v.v!)
Can become Ms right and find Mr Finding-miss-right.
(Sigh… I wonder…)
…
Ray Wong said, ‘what’s the use of ambition? … The
world is pushing us…!’. To some extend, I really agree with him. Human think
they can handle their lives better and better, with technology, with the cumulated
experience, with top science… But things happening around us now are so
unbelievable, that I sometimes ask myself, ‘am I dreaming?’ And I really dream
that they are not real.
Things seems so real, they are fake...
Things seems so fake, they are real…