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Monday, March 05, 2007
Nightmare
(Warning! Sad, boring post. Read at your own risk)

It has been 3 weeks since that incident. Though i've already moved on, i'm still unconsciously tormented by it. Yes, I know myself so well that i know what is my unconscious thinking, simply because i know this is something i will repress in my mind.

It was to the extent that I had a vivd nightmare yesterday.
This time it was the news of the death of my best friend. Along with it was the scene of all the ceremonies, ritual and aftermath.

I woke up, telling myself its not real and continued sleeping.

Soon afterwhich, the nightmare continued itself. This time more vivd as it shows the scene of what i was doing when the news of my best friend's death came. How everybody rush here and there to see this friend one last time...

Once again I woke up deliriously, at this point i couldnt tell the difference between dreams and reality. Think i fell asleep again but dream about it for the 3rd time...

The dream seemed so vivd that i don't know if i really did receive a call last night saying about that incident or not. Hence, when i woke up, i immediately call my friend. Gave out a sigh of relieve when i heard the voice, then quickily used some silly stuff to coverup my motive of calling.

I know the only way for me to help myself is to share it out. (Else it will become some mental illness or something, sekali become hysteria! ) Thus, i msged the regular in the army whom i regarded as my brother:

It has been 3 weeks since then. How is everyone adjusting there? Need me to sign on to give support? (This incident is haunting me in my dreams.. i think i need so psychatrist help..) Is there any leads to the accident by any chance?

The bracket part was deleted upon sending as i decided not to trouble him to worry about me. If i myself is tormented by it, i don't think he is of any different for we had so much in common. Lets hope he himself is coping it well.... Nonetheless, he have not replied.

Yesterday was the full moon, once again i think it must have something to do with this. The moon must be causing people to have nightmares... .... -_- who am i blaming? I feel so pathetic.


Catching the falling leaves ...[10:58 PM]
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