Its that dream again

Yes. Its the same dream again. Only different random people, different places, but the same thing above me. The big wave like roll of small tsunami hits the beach i was in the car with some friends and i remember it was in America. Even a land that i have not been keen to be but here, it seems all nice. A forgotten face, but kind heart. And the scared was surrounded us all. There were kids of friends, myself, my man was somewhere else, and this man with kind heart. I woke up feeling tired. Just tired. Today, i dont feel inspired, don’t feel with a mission, don’t have energy to get up. And its because, that dream again.

I wish i can go and have a cup of milky hot chocolate with warm raisin toast. But not today, not for another 15 days. And its because, that dream again.

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