Saturday, December 10
quick sand.
i saw people being swallowed.swallowed by the ground.
swallowed by quick sand.
i was standing somewhere far, somewhere higher.
while the people were below the mountain.
i was helplessly watching them slowly struggling to breathe.
to stay afloat.
but the quick sand was stronger.
much stronger.
i was one of the few to witness that.
then two people came, one after another.
to sit with me.
i told them what happened.
and i was sobbing and crying so badly.
and even breathing as i cried was difficult.
it was then i woke up from the dream.
my eyes were watery.
heart pumping quite fast.
and realized it was a dream.
but it was so real.
it seemed to affect me even in reality.
dreams.
what are they?
who are they from?
it's been some time since i last had a dream.
my dreams always seem to be about death.
or about running from danger.
wonder what the dream taught me....
about people losing their lives?
about friends who sit by you?
i'm not quite sure.
but i'm glad to leave it as it is.
help me to trust.