I woke up crying.

Dad: Im getting senile, Im beginning to forget things.
AY: *pauses* forget what things??
Dad: I cannot even remember when your friend became independent.
AY: *confusions* which friend?
Dad: your friend Shahidah. (Shahidah went out to work after Olevels)
and i see the ways you speak to me... but I never take it to heart.
AY: *I always chide dad for things he does.*
If I recall vaguely, then, I hugged dad or had the urge to.

I know its a dream, but even when dreaming the realisation jolted me awake.
Brought me to a conviction.



ay.
DO YOU KNOW THE POWER OF DREAMS NOW?
I LIVE ANOTHER LIFE IN MY DREAMS :)