dream..

Just a random story..

It's been days the girl's mind is drifting.. sitting in front of the piano.. she is playing and she couldnt concentrate.. she stops, her fingers are tenderly resting on the black and white keys.. she is idling, her mind has travelled far far away..

is her mind occupied? or is it blank? it's really hard to tell.. for there are many things wrestled inside that small little mind..

suddenly she feels warm tear drops on her hands. she gains composure, getting her attention on the drops.. it's so crystal clear.. she gets up and rests herself on the comfortable sofa.. dreaming...

dreaming is really powerful... it makes all things possible, it makes all things happen as u've directed.. u r on top of the world with that act of pure imagination at your own solitary, finding solace..

but.. it also brings confusion.. like.. "u dream u were a butterfly, flitting around in the sky.. then wake up and wonder.. am i a girl who dreams of being a butterfly, or am i a butterfly who dreams that i am a girl?"

and.. waking up.. is the hardest part..

she closes her eyes, let her mind dominates.. she never know that john mayer's song is so mind stirring.. and she doesnt know why does this song even come to the fore.. listening to it.. and this time, the eyes are not obedient again..



the song is flowing in all dimensions..

God is really nice, He has provided everyone ample choices at all times.. she's blessed with ample blessings, and she knows God treats everyone equally..

suddenly it's time to wake up from dream... though waking up is really the hardest part..

she opens her eyes, wipes her tears from her watery eyes.. time and tide wait for no man, what is bygone is bygone.. what choice has made has made.. at least.. she feels.. at least she once had the dream which seems so real..