Flashes and splashes

its been such a lazy day for me.
i cant remember when was the last time i actually woke up at 1pm in the afternoon but it sure felt good to not be waking at the crack of dawn bound on an hour and a half long journey to a god forsaken place.
its been almost a sem and i still cant accept get use to all the daily travelling to and back from school
Whoever that said that the journey gets shorter with every ride is so dillusional.

I had a really weird dream last night about meeting a teacher whom i respect so dearly telling me to not give up on my dreams
it felt so real and while in my dream i could feel the tugging of my heartstrings which is also the reason why i remember the dream in the first place

the fact is that i rarely dream at night.
I know that is technically not true, cause the actualy fact is that i dont remember my dreams, but who cares about technicalities?
Almost everynight I get a good night's rest, free from the thought of the adventures i probably had in my slumber.
As much as i am not the type of person who would dwell on what my horoscope says, or ponder about the weird shape formed by my tea leave at the bottom of my cup, this dream is so vivid that i cant get it off my head.

be brave.
decide.
do it.

Happy 25th anniversary Mum and Dad!
a quarter of a century and still going strong:)