dreams, clarity

last night in slumberland i dreamt of you and us teaching chemistry in some village school where pupils needed to use pipettes, which you forgot to give them because you missed me too much. or so you said in the dream. strangely, that only sought to increase my unease and i'd to think about ways to distance myself. all in naught, the past is past.

and the past was yesterday, where i re-opened dusty diaries of yesteryear and read through them, marvelling how much a person can change in the course of 6 or 7 years.
and the past of 6-7 years also came back in the form of 50 short messages that raised hell with my mobile phone, to the extent that i stopped shutting my clam shaped phone.

actually i think your life is simple and fine just the way it is. i was thinking about you and how you both work long and late hours and how you both make time to go for dinner after working late and how you'd always fetch her around. it's just a very simple life that people like me can only dream about. so therefore, there is no need to proposition an affair. or so i think.

along with the dream on the science lab, i also dreamt to rearing tiny terrapins, which disgusted me to no end for though i can say that i'm not afraid of creepy-crawlies i have this sudden strong aversion to terrapins and shelled creatures. i can recall putting the tiny minion in the water sink and watched as it expelled eggs and the entire terrapin separated into two parts. most discomforting to watch. and then someone filled the basin with water and fish and the fish began to eat up the eggs of the terrapin just like that. talk about dying without a cause.

the last part of my dream ended with a run after the buses, for without boarding the buses, it would be a long, long walk out to the main road. the streets there were reminiscent of side streets, lanes near beaches like marina, east coast, or the incredibly foresty areas near punggol where i used to pass by all the time 5 years ago when i still worked on an island and transport to that island was by speedboat to-and-fro in the morning and then evening.

so we were running after this long-uber-long TIBS bus service 190. yes, i know it goes to choa chu kang and there are no sandy beaches there, but it didn't stop for us. we got pissed at the prospects of waiting for another bus and perhaps even walking the entire way out, so we chased after the bus and banged loudly on the bus- yes, it was going THAT slow.
so i presume the bus-drivers (there were 2) got a huge shock of their lives cos the next thing we knew, they lost control of the bus and it plunged into the beach, the sea. the long bus broke into 2 parts and sank, the only 2 survivors being the drivers.

what a boulevard of dreams. restful sleep next time perhaps. and tonight, party time, drunk time, groove time.
i pray i race through time though lying prostrate, i hope the world spins merrily around me, i hope so many sntaches of everything comes back to fill me up for the next few months.