Hon Yu in Wonderland
But enough about that, for the whole point of this post isnt to whine or complain(maybe just a little), its about the dreams ive been having for the past few days. From now on, im gonna blog about some of my more remarkable dreams. I've read somewhere that our dreams are actually manifestations of our thoughts or experiences past, moulded using a different medium to represent the original experience. Kinda like poetry lah. Usually my dreams never make sense to me, both in what experience it was conveying, and also in the irrationality of my reasoning during the dreams. Like, during the dream everything makes sense, but when i wake up i just think im crazy. They never have a romantic theme, and im usually alone. The closes comparison i can make would be Alice in Wonderland, hence the title. Here's some of my recent dreams that i can actually remember:
1. I dreamt that i was looking into an aquarium, filled with kinda ugly but otherwise ordinary fish. But among those fish were pufferfish in pairs. One would be above the other and they were connected to each other by an umbilical cord sprouting from ones' head to the others chin area. I think the dream was refering to the documentary i watched about the tree man. He had a weak immune system and therefore was unable to fight off the wart infection that has taken over his body to form wood-like growths on his hands and feet, apart from the multitude of warts that cover the poor Indon. His wife even left him because of it. And he smells bad all the time because of bacterial colonisation. Or the dream could simply be an acknowledgement that i took the ''how well do you know Spongebob Squarepants quiz'' on facebook. As in Mrs. Puff? hahahahahaha
2. I also dreamt that i was begging money on some roadside, and after ive collected alot of coins, some Bangladeshi laborer stole them! I gave chase until we were in some ugly garden, where a friend of his helped him chase me around. To stop them beating me up, i bribed them with pages from a novel that suddenly popped into my hand. hahaha i later reclaimed them, citing that i havent finished reading the novel yet and therefore needed the pages back ahahaha. Stupid dream. no comment.
3. Had a wet dream today while napping in the afternoon. And yes it was induced by what i was dreaming about! hahaha As always, i woke up immediately. Not gonna elaborate. X)
4. During the first night i was sick, i dreamt that i was a refugee in some desolate, war torn wasteland somewhere in Eastern Europe or Russia. There was rubble all around, it was cold, and i was surrounded with the dying, injured, and the homeless. Me included. Our spirits were all broken and i was trying to get some sleep on the uncomfortable floor. Which corresponds exactly to how i felt in bed that night. hahaha The dream was so graphic.
So far, thats all i remember, most of them i just forget. We supposedly forget 95% of our dreams within 5 minutes of waking up. So it cant be helped.