I've this subtle feeling today. But anyway, can even a feeling be subtle? You just know how you feel, don't you? Well, it all goes like this. I was taking an afternoon nap today, and guess what? I was dreaming. Not just any usual dream, but a lucid dream. A dream whereby I myself know I'm dreaming. In rarity, I've like 80% of consciousness in my dream, knowing exactly what I'm doing. So well, I appeared in Wall Street, New York City. Well, that's the financial district of New York where several stock exchange markets are situated there. Since I know I'm dreaming, I went berserk, punching everyone I see on the street. LOL! When I've gained hatred among the people in the street, all of them chased after me and started kicking/punching me (a near-death experience in a dream, lol!).
Right after that, I woke up from my dream. Well, not that impressive right? Yes, I did wake up from my 'dream', but I woke up from the dream inside my dream. I was dreaming a dream about me dreaming I was in Wall Street. So I woke up from my dream yeah? I woke up at my own house and I saw myself sleeping there (Out-of-body experience, I suppose). I walked down and saw a HOT PINK Bugatti Veyron 16.4 right outside my house! LOL! It's a left-driving Veyron, so I suppose it's from America? lol.
Then cb, suddenly I woke up from my dream alr. By what? By a stupid fucking SMS from Club21, telling me about having a sales promotion of 10%. Nabei, spoil my dream. NABEI I HAVENT TRY TO DRIVE IT MAN. STUPID CLUB21!
Don't ask me how I remember that much about my dream, because I don't know. Divine intervention, eh? Lol! I guess God intervenes into my dream, making me dream all the favourite stuffs I've been craving for in life.
Okay, so I wasn't really feeling good after I woke up. Apparent behaviour of sadness. Zzz. No fakes here btw, if anyone of you are thinking in that sense.
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