I woke up on monday morning from a bad dream.
Edmund—– O bakit ang aga mong nagising?
Me——— Kasi nag nightmare ako.
Edmund—– Ano na naman yun? (His voice indicated some fear that my dream would be about him running off with a female golf caddie. I have to specify female because nowadays, some macho men run off with macho men)
Me——– Nag bo -blower daw ako tapos nagliyab yung saksakan.
Edmund—— Ha ha ha.
Tuesday morning, I woke up at 6:30 am not from a bad dream but because I was so excited to look at watches (AGAIN!!!). mY adrenaline was so high and things like these at least give me the energy to get up and dress-up.
I went to Mercury drug and then….. made usyoso again at the watch store. They have just opened their doors and the guard looked surprised that there’s a customer that early.
I went to the office but had a bad migraine mid-day because it was so humid. Although we have aircondition, parang I still felt hot. I took half-biogesic and 1/8 bonamine tablet. By 4 pm I was excited again to go the mall and make usyoso the watches. So by 5 pm, I was in another store, making usyoso again. The sales ladies and security guards must have already memorized my face.
I was on my way home by 5:30 pm and the stop-go-stop-go because of heavy traffic aggravated my migraine.
I was waiting for the evening news but apparently I fell asleep because of the effect of bonamine.
I woke up to thesound of my cel phone. It was my office staff calling. When I looked at the time it was 10:30 am wednesday. I didn’t even get to see my children and Edmund.
This morning, thursday, my son woke me up at 7 am because he had a tummy ache.
I have a book on dreams. I bought this more than 10 years ago. I was very interested to be able to interpret my dreams because most of the time, my dreams were so vivid and seemed so real. I have the innate tendency to over-analize and rationalize things, wanting to know how to understand my dreams is important to me. some of my dreams have happened in real life.
Some turned out to be a premonition of things to come. But most of them are most likely my fears- from my childhood up to today.
For about 10 years, I had a recurringdream of someone’s funeral. I was crying and grieving but when it came to the part where I would know who died, I would suddenly wake-up. I thought it was a premonition of my own father’s death. But my father had a long life, he died 5 days short of his 80th birthday due to cancer. It meant that my dreams were not a premonition, it was FEAR of my father dying and leaving us that manifested in my dreams.
