I dreamt that i got into some trouble and i had to get my maid to shoot me with a gun. When i knew i had to die, i realised what are the things that matter most to me. Not good food. Not branded clothes. Not big houses and convertibles. Not even a cap of 5.0.
But you and my family.
The details of the dream are mostly forgotten. But i remembered that i couldnt bear to leave you. Another person that i couldnt bear to leave is my grandpa. Perhaps you two are the most important to me.
I remembered vividly that, after the maid shot me at the neck, i collapsed onto the floor, blood slowly draining out of me. At that time,all i could think about are the people i left behind. People i love most.
What a strange dream. How morbid.
But at least now i know that it's ok not to have everything. In fact, it's actually ok to lose everything.
As long as i have you and my family with me.
posted by dreamz @ 7:05 PM
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