Shakespeare's Tattoos
Wednesday, October 24, 2007

I woke at 3 in the morning with tears in my eyes. I was crying in my dream, not knowing I'm sobbing literally. The dream was a sad one, something to bring a sea of tears to my eyes. (i used poetic language, that's how sad it was)

I couldn't figure clearly, but it's about a lost friendship, a forced one due to death. The lady in my dream had this best friend who passed away after a traffic accident.

The lady was a workaholic. She worked and worked. Work was her life, her life was working. She was so successful that she was invited to an interview and she invited her best friend to come along, before the accident that is.

One night, she dreamt(in my dream) that she found her best friend's will letter(? the confession letter which her friend wrote if she passed away). It didn't mention anything about her. She woke, she realised it was just a dream but she believed that it had to bring some meaning.

Days passed, and the lady had to attend the interview, more like a talk show. Something like Oprah. So she was asked about the secret for her success. She mentioned about the hard work, and then, she remembered about the dream. The best thing in the world, the friendship she had with her best friend. She confessed. All she wanted to was to make her best friend proud, all she wanted to was her best friend to see her in the talk show. It was too late, she thought.

Amongst the audience, she saw her best friend walking down the stairs, smiling. She never seen her best friend smiling that wide before. Tears clogged up in her eyes, while sitting there on the stage.

A while later after the show, she was approached by her best's friends mother. The petite woman(I could remember how she looked) handed her a letter, the will letter of her late daughter.

The lady unfolded and read the letter. She read and read, until the last few paragraphs, unlike her dream, it was about her. The last few sentences goes something like this (I think I remember), "I'm so proud of you, you're gonna be a great woman. Don't worry about me, you work hard, and I'll watch over you up here. I can't wait to see you up on stage :) " (yeap, with the smiley face)

Yea, the dream ended there. I dream all of that, serious. And oh ya.. the actress who acted in a movie (this sad robot movie) was the one who acted as the best friend in my dream. Yea.. it's like having a movie in a dream. 2 in 1! I can't wait to sleep again ^^

Pictures sooon

Now I know where directors get their story from

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-Wednesday, October 24, 2007-

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