I basically had spent my Friday with nothing. Stayed at home and it rained in the afternoon. Took a short ride to the supermarket for some grocery and had fried instant noodle for lunch, grabbed toasted bread with plain frozen grape jam for dinner.
Maybe that's why I ended up sleeping as much early as 11 pm and soon found myself sat upright with my back on the wall, caught up with fresh realization about things that had just happened lately. The nightmare put me in such need for a pee.
Dejavu, I uttered that word under my breath yet it sounded quite loud. The radio which has been dragged to the bedside hummed weak laughter from a couple announcer who had been taking phone calls, asking people would they get back to their ex-es without specifying the reasons.
The room, funnily, always gets cooler in the evening. The chill crawled into my hairy legs, the boxer i put on and the sleeveless tee needed more layers but I ignored this. Tried to look out thru the shed of dark, some workers from next door hotel were talking in Balinese.
The Dejavu thing is not about the repeated nightmare or the midnite pee. I tuned into another FM station though I had no intention to listen to it. I just need a company...
Sometimes you end up reminiscing life at this moment, recalling the recent events, making notes and most of all, talk to yourself as if you were trying to decipher life itself.
I was rather amused by my sort of late discovery: I've literally had dreamed two specific events long time ago when I was still in Medan and struggling with my sexual orientation and thesis.
This is freaking me out.
The latest one took place two days ago, on Thursday. Orlando took me to his office that late afternoon. It was raining and some flash flood were coming in many roads, and i was starving, hoping, somehow, I could get something to eat pretty soon.
When it was a few minutes passed five pm and most of the workers rushed out, I was still chewing the chewing gum and standing helplessly outside the front door of the office. S came out and smiled at me. We talked a bit before K came and joined us. Later when we were talking about Australia, I fell silent as the conversation between S and K continued.
I absolutely had visualized/witnessed this exact situation and jokes and all! Was it a dream? But they [names n places] were unknown then.
I once had seeing myself [was this a dream, too?] in a convenient store, buying stuffs with [unknown] friends. I was totally checking this [White] man out that I sort of followed him cruising the racks of items and he was aware of this, until one of people i came with called my name to follow them.
That happened last 23 Dec 2009.
However, I managed to get back to sleep, plus took a funny pic with my mobile -will upload it along with another few later on.
