I was visiting my ex - housemates and my friends somewhere - Aussie seemed to pop into my head idk why.
Amongst them were Adz - my handsome dormmate during my high school years. Aj, and the chubby Mr F - who could either be a housemate of mine during uni, or the high school acquaintance whom I barely knew. I can't remember who the rest were but I think Bisexual B was there too.
I woke them up - chatted for a while whilst waiting for everyone to wake up.
Went strolling.
In the middle of strolling we were put in a situation where we had to fend for our life from these gigantic killer white sharks.
We survived the ordeal. Watched 2 killer white shark fight each other.
Then, I had to go through a kind of custom/immigration to go back home - and to my surprise the whole thing was barricaded by fences. Electrified fences. They were putting corpses on display alá Resident Evil (film - not the game) so as to deter people from even going to the barricade.
I was at that point - very high up, having climbed the fence in an effort to see the lay of the land (to see whether we were surrounded by the fences - and we were).
At that point - having decided that there were no way out from the horrible place I took the extreme step of letting go of the fence. Suicide? - still a bit sensitive to that word but is that it?
I remember falling, and falling and then - instead of dying/being dead, I remembered being somewhat sad - and the fact that I fell twice before immediately waking up.
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As I've always said - though dreams are a bit elusive in nature, I've always took their interpretations to heart. I struggled to decipher this one and that's what's bothering me - and also the reason why I felt I could not just change my lying position and sleep again.
Crying was my first thought - but does that even make any sense?????
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- although it totally doesn't make any sense, this post is written the day of Eid.
As Mr Dad is still in Mecca and my sisters making a decision to come back next week for a cousin's wedding, instead of this week; Ms Mom won't be celebrating Eid.
It'll just be morning prayers and sermon at the mosque followed by visiting my Opah on my Dad's side.
We'll be done with Eid then. That's the plan anyway.
I'd skip the prayers altogether if I could, but Ms Mom would eat my head off if I even dare to ask.
If only I could stay at home. I'm still short of a thousand words for the assignment I'm doing and I'm
beginning to think that I'm having a temperature...
Not good.
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