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The Dream

Written by Raymond Santos Estrella on Saturday, 31 August 2013. Posted in 2013

Dream seashore

I dreamt of her last night. Or this morning. Whatever. I fell asleep at around 5am after exceeding the day’s reading quota. I woke up around 10:30am or thereabouts, stretched and groaned, booted up the PC, and then began writing this.

This doesn’t often happen with me, to tell you the truth. There are very few times that I can recall the previous night’s dream. It’s an even rarer event that I would dream about a specific girl.

It was late in the evening. We were walking on the shore of a beach. It wasn’t a resort type of beach with lots of people, lights, and establishments. It was more like that island in The Beach where the shore is quite private and the night sky was so dark and filled with stars that you could practically see the Milky Way.

So we were walking on the shore, holding hands, and she was speaking. I can’t quite remember what it was because I was thinking about something. I knew that the world was about to end on that particular night, maybe in a few hours, and I was debating with myself whether or not I would tell her. On one hand, I could spare her the shock and anxiety that comes with a mind-blowing revelation like that. On the other, she had a right to know because I knew about it and I felt dishonest to keep it from her.

I remember looking at her eyes, brilliant in the moon- and starlight. I remember the way she smiled while she kept talking. I remember her saying something funny and giggling a bit at her cleverness. The last thing I recall was squeezing her hand tighter as my chest tightened at the thought of what I was about to reveal.

I never did get to finish the dream. Unfortunately, my phone alarm chose that moment to pull me back to reality. I snoozed and tried to go back but it was in vain. Oh well.

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Raymond

Raymond Santos Estrella

I guess I should really make a proper writeup here. Something witty or maybe a joke to add some levity. I’ll come back to this when I have time. If you have any suggested copy that I can insert here, drop me a line.

Comments (4)

  • Asterisk

    Asterisk

    31 August 2013 at 09:48 |

    Strangest dream I’ve heard about in a while.

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  • DanGreg

    DanGreg

    31 August 2013 at 09:51 |

    “What a mind job!” —Cypher, The Matrix

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  • Anon

    Anon

    31 August 2013 at 11:39 |

    its a shame you didnt get to choose what to do. what do you think you wouldve done?

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  • Raymond

    Raymond

    31 August 2013 at 16:44 |

    I think I’d probably tell her. If the world was ending, we’d both be f*cked anyway.

    reply

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