Rendezvous
09 March 05 : 10.43 AM
In the dream, we just returned from the hospital. It was late, and every light seemed more vivid and the darkness clearer. Then things started happening, and Dad said, "It's okay. Let's leave." and I cried and ran to my room. My room was contrasting orange like spotlights and too much alcohol. I didn't know where to start. I was still crying, and I was crying alone.
Then I was awaken abruptly by a phone call. I couldn't fall back asleep after that. But that crying feeling I felt in my dream, stayed.