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Feeling... tired Happiness of the day: listening to Frank Sinatra CD. Event of the week: 4 ushering assignments this week. [One down!] Chinese philosopher Mengzi, I think, had this famous dream. He dreamt that he was a butterfly, and he asked, "Am I actually dreaming of being a butterfly, or am I actually a butterfly dreaming of being a human?" Or something like that...I can't quite translate the Chinese over as poetic as it originally was. It's weird I suddenly thought of this, considering it's been a long time since I had a good night's sleep, and actually remember my dreams. The times when I said I slept a lot and hence neglected my work, I actually don't remember my dreams at all. Finally, last night I had a dream I still remember now. It was just a very normal scene, nothing fancy or supernatural like my dreams tend to be. I was in the kitchen of my house, here at uiuc, and my friends and I were just standing there, chit chating. I was nibbling on something, I think it was someone's birthday party, and I was eating the cake on a paper plate, or something like that. I remember there was david, wallace and cheryl in the kitchen with me. agnes was very noisy, somewhere else in the dream. I think either david or wallace said something very caustic about agnes, which is quite an usual thing to happen even in real life. Then I felt really really tickled and amused, so I was just laughing. And I couldn't stop! I kept on laughing and laughing, I consciously remember having to put my cake down, and I was bending over, at the sink. And I just couldn't stop laughing. It was to the point of almost suffocating. But I wasn't actually choking or anything miserable like that, I was genuinely laughing, and feeling very very happy. Somehow, it was a happy scene for me - having my good friends with me, just hanging around [and eating cake]. By the end of it, I was laughing so hard that my eyes actually began to tear and I felt like I was crying. And then I woke up. And I realised that I actually really was crying. It was really weird. I was laughing so hard in my dream, and actually I was crying in my sleep. And then I started to cry in my dream, and so I woke up. I feel quite confused now. So was that actually a happy dream? Why was I crying? Was I happy, and dreaming of being sad? Or was I sad, and dreaming of being happy? | |