I opened my eyes... and it was still 1:50.This dream I had was abysmally unpleasant. It was such a foggy day... I was in a crowded place but my eyes couldn't see clearly... All they could give me was blurry images of people coming closer and closer to me without a clear definition of their faces. And so my hands were trying hard to grab whatever they touched just so I could lead my way on. It was very noisy. Strange words were spoken and whispered next to my ears, and I couldn't understand a thing. I tried really hard to decipher every single whisper, but nothing came up. It was as if I was in a foreign country and all those people were trying to tell me something but I just couldn't connect with them. An outsider from wherever I came from. I didn't know what was going on around. Misty faces, colors and objects were passing by in a hurry and I was standing in the middle of nowhere asking for help. Please help me. Where am I? What is this? Can anyone hear me? No. No one stopped. My heart was gradually beating faster and faster and my hands were so sweaty that got me awfully scared. Desperate. And strangely excited in a way. I was so frustrated at the same time because I wanted to get out of that place, I wanted to run and shout. But I couldn't. All I could think of was you. Please grab my hand and take me out of here. Please, only you can drive me away from this madness. Please.
And so I woke up while you were next to me holding me really tight and saying "don't be scared baby, I'm here, I'm always here for you... don't be scared". Yes, only you.
