Addicted :P

Whoa! I’m back.

I took a hiatus from this blog cause I hated how there’s no justify alignment when writing here. I kinda hated it.

Ah well, things aren’t perfect.

Anyway, I started my movie like dreams again for some reason. I used to ignore it. But this time around, it felt like a koreanovela.

Basically, my dream was about 3 kids who were orphaned, 2 boys and girl. I was one of the 3 kids, a boy.

The 3 had to find ways to survive and one of them was to rob a store. Funny enough, I had the feeling it was Gaisano mall from my childhood. Of course, the police who chased me and the others were koreans. The dream was mixed, had some korean elements and Filipino parts of my childhood.

Eventually we got chased to a mafia like house. It felt like that way anyway. I thought we’d be safe there but the police found us when they raided the mafia. The 3 of us escaped again to the underside of a bridge. The bridge escape seems to happen a lot.

Eventually, we were separated. I tried my best to lure the police away as they were after me the most. I wandered around until I came upon a paraplegic Indian man who reminded me of a friend who just had his birthday a few days ago. Dream me was attracted to him and tried to have relations.

Unfortunately, we got distracted by a cat that dream me recognized as the stray cat my friends and I took care of. I found it suspicious that the cat somehow managed to find me. The I saw my friends in nice clothes greet me. I thought they escaped the police successfully.

We spent a few moments happy, eating food and skipping through a busy sidewalk. That’s when I realized something was wrong. The police was there. And my friends tried to hold me down and tell me it was a good thing to surrender, serve time and return to society. I felt betrayed.

I resisted and threatened to jump the bridge. The bridge was large, like the golden gate bridge. The police hesitated. Though, I jumped anyway. Or rather, rappeled myself down until I came upon a group of vehicles trying to get onto a ferry boat. It was weird why it was down a bridge.

The vehicle I found was a pickup truck. Somehow it felt like it was delivering fermented fish to the rural side. On my way there, I saw the American military camp stationed in Korea. I’m not sure why I know the camp name. Or at least dream me new the camp name.

I knocked at the gate and tried to claim asylum.

This is the part where things got rushed as I was starting to wake up. Somehow, I got inside the camp. Worked hard to become a US soldier. I even treated the truck driver as family and the feeling was mutual. I had a pseudo-parent and he liked that he had a “son” now.

The dream ends with me joining the military formation. Feeling content and happy.

A very weird dream. What’s even weirder is, I would sometimes wakeup and go to the bathroom, the dream continued where I left off as I slept again.

I’m going to start writing those dreams from now on.