Finished “The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time” by Mark Haddon. From the readers’ review at Amazon.com, the book is accurately written from the mind of an autistic child. My next novel to read is probably Slow Man by the nobel-winner J. M. Coetzee – another book bought by my wife besides the doggie book.
Back to the topic of this chapter. I had four dreams last night (could have been more but I could not remember) and two of which I was so glad that they were just a dream.
In my first dream, it was back in my university days when I lived inside the university together with my band members in different rooms. One night when I got back from study, I found that my room was broken into and I have lost all my guitars! I was so sad and I seeked out my band members for solace. Then I woke up and thanked God that it was just a dream.
In my second dream, again at night, I was taking a tram with one of my lady colleagues and one of my lady clients. It was initially crowded and in the end, just the three of us with the lady tram driver. The street was dark and deserted and the driver parked the tram in the middle of nowhere. We got out of the tram and then I woke up. I wanted more!
Daytime, or lunch time to be precise. I took my guitar and effect and mixer and the cables to a music store to fix my unwanted noise problem (real life problem indeed and I am eager to fix that when I return to Singapore). Somehow they took too long and I was very late to get back to work. I was so worried that my big boss was going to give me a hard time and thanked God, it was a dream.
Last dream that I can remember of, I have arrived at a college ball with my wife and my sister in the evening. Aparently I was not properly dressed. I searched through the suitcase for something proper and could not find one. So I asked if I could visit the store room (during the school holiday back in the university days, most students would put their belongings into the store room and headed somewhere to stay for the 8 weeks holiday) and the official said no. In the end I found something to wear inside the suitcase and I woke up.
I wonder if all these four dreams mean something. Anyway, year 2005 is ending in 6 hours’ time.