Jul 18, 2009

tiny little things became a big.

I didn't feel well today. I felt kind of sick - maybe so much tabasco that I had last night effected me worse I think.

Then I had a bad dream. My mother tried to kill me in my dream!!! (She is very very nice in the real life.)
She was in demented state in my dream. she totally forgot all of me.
First, she had a detestation of my face and she covered my face with blanket and next she was disgusted how I exist and tried to kill me.

I'm not sure why I had that kind of dream. Every small things just matched for a split second.

I think I'm calling to my mother to say "hi" now.