Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Nightmares

I've been having terrible nightmares since monday. I don't know where these are coming from. Probably the heat, or you leaving, or my quarter life crisis. I really don't know.

Monday. I can't remember the exact dream, but I woke up with a very foul mood.
Tuesday. I dreamt that my tycoon level uncle lost his job. Then his family lost all their belongings and had to transfer to a smaller house near a squatter's area.

Wednesday. That same uncle died. And they were blaming it on his wife who, in my dream, was still alive. But in reality she was actually dead. Apparently, my uncle had a stroke during his sleep but my aunt thought he was just moaning because of a nightmare so she just shrugged it off. But it was already a severe heart attack and by the time my aunt woke up, he was dead.

In the dream, my family was already in shock and just heard the news. But since I own this dream, I was able to recap everything, saw what happened as if I was just floating in my aunt and uncle's room, witnessed his awful seizure and how my aunt just ignored it. What's more disturbing was that she was dead in the waking world. And in my dream the family that he left behind were thinking how they're gonna live without my uncle, the breadwinner of the family. How they're gonna pay for the house, the cars and other heavy expenses.

Then the latest, I dreamt of a pregnant girl (strangely portrayed by Rufa Mae Quinto) who, though she wanted to keep her baby, was pressured by her family to have an abortion. Eventually she kept it. But when she gave birth, it was a blue baby. And to make it worse, she conceived twins, two dead babies. :( Same night, I dreamt that the managers in the office gave us free snacks so we all ate heartily. Little did we know that in exchange for that cheap food was 230% utilization target! Sheesh, talk about a twisted version of Hansel and Gretel! It's so odd and creepy to think that my subconscious worries about my number of work hours.

Whenever I wake up I feel the weight in my chest and I have to stare in silence and breathe heavily for about 10 minutes. Lord help me, I'll make more frequent prayers.

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