REM Horrible Animations

A cold creaking sound is the only thing audible on a very stoic and pin-drop silent afternoon, as we opened my friend’s casket. His dead human form now lays in full view to his family and friends who’ll dearly miss him. He was wearing a well tailored tux and his cheeks look so alive that he seemed he’s just dozing off. Good make up," I said to myself. "I still couldn’t believe that he’s dead, and I was given the honor to carry him to his grave. As one of his closests, I am one of his pallbearers, which is by the way a first for me.

As I was looking at my friend's dead body, I begun to reminisce the time we met, recollecting our crazy moments, his vanity & sanity, his laughter, the very time when he pulled me up when I was at my worst… tears begun to swell in my eyes and I started to hyperventilate… And there!Spoof! I woke up from that morbidity… with my heart throbbing very fast; my system sucking all the oxygen it needs; and my thoughts perplexed for the meaning of that dream, my system went in suspended animation for the reason that it was the 3rd eerie dream that I have for the night… Yes THE THIRD… and by far the creepiest. The friend that appeared dead in my REMs is very much alive.

So I decided not to go back to sleep. Who would? Who knows where the dream fairy will take me the 4th time. I turned my lappie on, and went online. After updating my Facebook status to – “... Woke up from a series of ghoulish dreams!!!.” I opened Google and frantically typed “dream meaning” on its search box and whooolah according to http://www.dreammoods.com/ -

“To dream that you are burying a living person, signifies emotional turmoil. Alternatively, it suggests that you are being buried by problems and stresses of your waking life."

Stress? Yes I have my daily dose of it everyday. Overdose to say the least. But by far, the past seven days was one of the most dreadful waking weeks of my entire life. I was under a lot of failures, horrors and in-between frustrations. To add, painful because I just kept it inside my silo. For seven days I was stuck on a crossroad of a life-changing decision. No decisions made as of yet but I’m very grateful for being blessed with a very loving family, encouraging friends and a very loyal team who are very supportive to what I will be deciding on. They are the very reason as to why my sanity is still intact as of now, and continually fills my glass of optimism with MLs of hopes that the sun will still shine on me tomorrow.

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