I am having nightmares recently. ‘Tis the most horrible dream I ever had since I learned what dream is. Well, thing is, I have been dreaming of…death. And if you know me personally, me and the ‘d’ word are not friends! 

The dream is just disturbing, frightening, alarming and all adjective synonymous. It has been two (or was it three?) days in a row that I have been dreaming of people I know happens to die in my dreams or vice versa. It is absolutely scary since one of the person I dreamed last night was eminently close to my heart! Even in my dreams, I can feel that my heart was in deep agony when I found out what happen. It scared the life out of me when I woke up. You just don’t know how relieve I was when I saw that person moments ago. Normally, I would tell my Mom regarding my dreams but since something tad related to this happened last year, I am keeping this to myself! Besides I don’t think dwelling on my dreams would do me good. Since, as the quote* stated, “After all, it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.”

*Albus Dumbledore, 1991, Philosopher’s Stone.