all for frivolity and fickleness' sake - "dreams are my reality"

a surge of tiredness in the afternoon lent me an unusually long nap after church, and an unusually long dream. I ended up as usual googling when i awoke, about characters my dreams conjure. this time, it was a chinese soldier in the sino japanese war whom i had in the dream called liu jie who committed suicide, and as with most of my other dreams, he existed – i found a “commander liu of the ting-yuen” wherever that is. in my dream, embarrassingly, I was liu jie’s wife who read a suicide note left on the coffee table. perhaps it was in my subconscious memory of it but then again I don’t recall myself reading or watching anything about, or in fact having any inkling of remembrance or like for, history or war. I remember tim telling me the last time it happened something about message from the dead. I don’t quite believe it, but ridiculous it may seem, this time round I am rather convinced that there has got to be something going on in my head or within me.

I shall sleep more to learn more :)


on another note, i thank god that i have moved on from graduand to graduate (and, with an infinitely zero-tailed 1.0000), lending myself the insight: all things are possible!

liu jie? i shall do more research after my o levels ):