Wednesday, August 6

Dreams

To dream that you are wearing inappropriate shoes for the occasion or for the activity at hand means that your progress and path in life will be long, hard and laborious. It may also indicate that you are heading in the wrong direction. Perhaps you need to reevaluate your goals. If you dream that your shoes do not fit or that they pinch and hurt, then it means that you are questioning your goals. You are doubting the direction of the path you are taking.

If you dream that you lose your shoes, then it suggests that you are searching for your identity and finding yourself.

To dream that you are drunk suggests that you are acting careless and insensible. You are losing control of your life and losing a grip on reality. Perhaps you are trying to escape from a waking situation. 

To dream that you have difficulties walking indicates that you are reluctant and hesitant in proceeding forward in some situation. You may also be trying to distance yourself from certain life experiences. The difficulty in walking is a reflection of your current situation and the obstacles that you are experiencing. 

To dream that your mate, spouse, or significant other is cheating on you indicates your fears of being abandoned. You may feel a lack of attention in the relationship. Alternatively, you may feel that you are not measuring up to the expectations of others. This notion may stem from issues of trust or self-esteem. The dream could also indicate that you are subconsciously picking up hints and cues that your significant other is not being completely truthful or is not fully committed in the relationship.

To dream that someone is taking revenge on you signifies fear and distrust. 

Tuesday, July 29

I used to write

I no longer write like I used to. 

Maybe it's because I've finally learned to let go. I don't have to churn anymore, over the words that no one ever told me, or the words I got.
I wonder whether the fight left me, or I left the fight. 

But I do miss writing. Intensely, freely, filled with clich├ęs and banality. There's this anxiety over it all, and it's terrible and funny, and I wish it hadn't stopped. 

The End finally ended. 

Something reappeared the other day, quite surprisingly, I was taken off guard by it. I never knew it was lost to begin with. The monotony might have stolen it, or maybe it was the absence of monotony that took it away. 
Either way it's been reintroduced. Louder than ever. 

There's this innate encryption present, that I can't seem to get rid of. I'll attempt it anyway. It's something we have in common.

Everything has gotten so large that words seem too small for anything that needs to be said. I'm waiting, speechlessly, instead. Perhaps that's the whole reason I stopped writing in the first place, come to think of it. 

There still might be words left in me. 
 

Tuesday, January 14

When two worlds collide


She says forget what you have to do

Pretend there is nothing
Outside this room
And like an idea she came to me
But she came too late
Or maybe too soon
I said please try not to love me
Close your eyes, I'm turning on the light
You know I have no vacancy
And it's awfully cold outside tonight