And the dreamer dreams again.....

It was already 12am when she looked at the time showed on her computer screen. Yet she didn't want to get her much needed rest. She was too busy chatting away with Mariposa and how 'nyanyuk' (absent-minded) people can become. Somehow in between conversation she felt herself floating. She felt that her mind was cluttered but did not know what was occupying the space. She couldn't take it anymore and went off to bed. Within seconds, she was out and off to dreamland.....

Suddenly, she felt her chest tighten. She thought it would be painful but it wasn't. So near to suffocation but still breathing. Was it real or was it a dream? She couldn't recall. It was vivid yet she couldn't tell if it's real or not.

Despite the late night, she woke up to the sound of the shop assistant's voice. It was already 9am. Ah well.. she needs to get her favourite pair of heels to the cobbler. The morning market was full of life. From the corner coffee shops down to the road, there're chatters and laughter of the morning market goers. She walked down of the packed lane. Greeting some of the proprietors as she go along her way. Having stayed in that area for almost all her life, most of the seller in the market had known her since she was 5. So it's a way of courtesy to acknowledge them eventhough she has got nothing to buy from them. She squeezed her way into more stalls. Taking her time to study the stalls and see what they are selling. Then she went for the cobbler to get the studs on her shoe changed. There she met Uncle John, her dad's friend. He was waiting patiently as his wife does her shopping in the market. There is always a chance to see Uncle John sitting under the huge umbrella reading his papers or chattering away with the cobbler. After getting her shoes fixed, she made her way home.....



It was 4pm. She was getting ready to go out with her friends. Wanted to catch a movie after dinner but the tickets were sold out. So, they headed off to the beach area. Found a spot and went for a drink there. After being alcohol deprived for a few months she ordered a glass of Love Potion which comprises of vodka, orange and grapefruit juice. First sip, arrgghh...bitter..but who cares.. They talked the hours away... by the time the dreamer had finished her drink, she was all rosy cheeks. Just one glass and she'd gone from pink to red... she could feel her ears burning and her heart palpitating. Luckily it wasn't the heart clenching feeling she had the night before. She knows she'll have a good sleep that night. After reading a quarter of the day's newspaper, she fell into a deep deep sleep.....



There they were. He was standing there waiting for her. She was busy picking out the clothes she wanted to try on. He was so happy to help her choose. Totally different from what the dreamer had heard of. From the front of the shop she moved swiftly to the back taking down everything that she wanted. The dreamer stood there watching them. She felt a tinge of jealousy inside her. But she knows she wouldn't walk between those two people. She had her own principle. Never to walk in between two people who are together. They have the right to be together and it's not point being the one in the middle or even worst the outsider who tried to take what's not hers. She walked into the shop. And she noticed her. When the other girl was in the fitting room, he walked slowly towards her. Following every step she take. And then she took off... leaving them... Next moment, she was running up a flight of stairs and he stopped her. He said he needed help to call up a friend of the dreamer to change the plans regarding the company's meeting with some counterpants from China. The dreamer looked at him blankly and said she couldn't help him. And she left him alone there.


Next moment she was at the beach with some youths. They were trying to start a fire at the beach after the downpour. The papers were wet, so are the wood....one by one the matchsticks where used to flick a fire...but to no avail.. all attempts failed.. then it was time to go and the dreamer together with the youths walked away from the beach.


She woke up. It was the longest sleep she has had for so long. Probably it's because of the alcohol...but the dream she had left her puzzled....