......Tarnished but so grand.............
I had a hard time falling asleep last night. I was up till about 3am. The wind was blowing so strong that it made an eerie howling sound and made the bathroom door rattle. I have sensitive hearing so if I already have problems sleeping, little things can keep me up.
It gets even worse when I have strange dreams. I hate dreams when there are people in it. People I know. People I don't. Why do they appear in my sleep? I was clearly thinking about a lot of other things at the time. What do they want from me?
I used to dream of wonderful things like flying or snakes. I love dreaming about snakes. Most often at times, I'd dream of being chased by snakes. I once dreamt of being bitten by one. I love snakes. The ones from my dreams are sometimes scary looking but I really like them.
The strangest factor of most of my dreams is that I was almost always at my old grandmother's bungalow back in PJ. I used to spend so much time there when I was kid. I liked that place a lot. It's huge. I remember it being bigger than it probably is when I was little. I could get lost or play hide and seek and no one would be able to find me. I remember seeing a snake once in the backyard. I also befriended a bat who lived on her bedroom window.
There was a huge yard. My step-grandfather used to do a lot of gardening. I swear you could park at least 10 cars in the front yard. There used to be leeches on the tiled patio when it rained. It gets really dark at night because the lights would be turned off one at a time and I would always run upstairs as quickly as possible because I had to go up the stairs and go down the hallways to the other end to go to the bedroom. I never go downstairs if I ever got thirsty at night coz I didn't want to go downstairs alone.
Funny, I grew up to an adult who'd spend so much time alone in the dark in the middle of the night not being able to fall asleep like a regular human being.............
