Well, yet some more dreaming that I’ve done. This time, Will Smith was starring in a movie about a 6,000 year old man (who looked 30) who had the gift of graceful movement. He was a well-practiced traceur and also discovered that he had the ability to stick onto walls like Spider-Man. Basically, he could move like Spider-Man, just without the web slinging. I don’t remember much of the story, if there was one at all. There was no conflict, just the feeling of discovery.

This other dream was more intense. Apparently I had been in a relationship with this woman with light brown eyes for many many years. In someone’s house (which , we started having an extremely heated argument. She and I did not see eye to eye, but I was apologetic. It was some situation where she was being stubborn and inflexible. We were yelling at each other at the top of our lungs. Then she told me that it was over between us. I fought like hell to keep it together. I grabbed her, tried to stop her from leaving the house…I felt that the moment she stepped foot out that front door that it would really be over. I pleaded with her…”Can’t you see how much I love you? Can’t you see it in my eyes? In the way I touch you?” Extreme close-up of her brown eyes and mine. The way the beam of sun coming in through the window, it highlighted how pretty her eyes were. There was a single moment of what I thought to be tenderness in her heart, giving way to peace. She was furious and callous though…there was no reaching her. As we reached the ground level of the house, several friends and a relative of hers were there. They were siding with me, telling her that she should calm down and think things through. She stormed out of the house, leaving me bewildered. I didn’t know what to think…were things really over?For some odd reason, things strangely morphed into what felt like an episode of Boy Meets World. The woman turned into Topanga, and I turned into Cory. The relative of hers was saying how she’d never find anyone like me, nobody as compatible or loving. He said that she was lucky to have me: he knew her other suitors were not of pure intent. A couple of her friends were trying to console me, saying that she’ll be back in a couple of days. But how did I know? Would she? We were about to get married, and something like this happens. I was distraught and devastated. I had no idea what she would do. I felt that I would not give up hope though…I didn’t know what I supposedly did wrong, but in my dream state I knew that I was still in the right. It was interesting to have that feeling of fighting so damned hard for something…I’ve never had to do that before. I’ve never had to grab something and hold on for dear life. I don’t even know if I would do something like that for anything less than what I felt to be true love…