Yesterday night I had a magnificent dream.
I always marvel over my dreams because they are so rare and hence so precious each time. Not to say that I don’t dream every night; I simply have no recollection of them. In a sense I am blessed because that also means that I’ve never been haunted by nightmares as far as I can remember.
For the first half it’s already too hazy for me to effectively illustrate. I think I was walking around with a bunch of people. Most of them did not stand out except for 2 secondary school classmates (one of which I am completely not close to, random that she appears in my subconcious. The other I still talk to now and then) and a guy. I knew it for some reasons that I have feelings for the guy. Either that or he is already someone significant. But my inclination is the former.
We made our way to this long outdoors dining table, in the middle of nowhere, in fact I think it was a field. There wasn’t much lighting and from the colour of the sky I believe it was at least 9pm or later. The dining table reminds me of the setting where Alice met the Mad Hatter for the first time, just less fancy and not so many colours.
After some dilly-dallying, we were all seated and started some small talk. Then, I started looking up at the sky.
It was absolutely stunning. Kind of like those NatGeo-worthy milky way shots that you see on stock image websites. A sky so dark and so full of stars. I was mesmerised and couldn’t stop looking.
Then, I caught a shooting star. Oh My God. A freaking shooting star! Living in Singapore, being able to witness more than a handful of stars at night is worth celebrating. Can you imagine the excitement coursing through my veins!
I started grabbing the attention of those seated beside me, eyes never once leaving the sky.
If I recall correctly, when I snapped out of my trance, it was too late to make any wish. But God is great and sometimes in life you get second chances. Another shooting star appeared and I immediately clasped my hands and made two wishes. First one I wished for a boyfriend. Hahaha. (which is why I suspect the guy beside me isn’t my SO, thought he felt like a really important person. I don’t know.) Second wish I think it was for my career. Probably about me making a difference or creating valuable work, I really don’t remember.
Yes, I know. Such superficial wishes. What happened to good health to loved ones, happiness and world peace?
Well I’m sure there exists some saying that your true self emerges in times of crisis or whatnot. I wouldn’t quote myself.
So yeah, after I made these two wishes, I resumed to my trance of staring at the sky. And something magical started to happen. Instead of the regular, slim silver shining stars - bolder things started appearing. Again, this weak brain of mine doesn’t remember most of them. Except one that was orangey-gold in colour, and really thick. Instead of moving across the sky, it was twisting and creating a concoction, if it even makes sense. Think back of the last time you poured creamer into your coffee, but instead of a light milky texture, it’s a thick, viscous substance that doesn’t seem to dissolve as you stir.
And. It. Was. A. Divine. Sight. To. Behold.
So unbelievably beautiful...
Hahaha. There’s really not much purpose in this post, other than me wanting to record this beautiful sleep-memory of mine. Especially for someone like me who wakes up with a clean slate every morning.
I couldn’t stop searching up dream interpretations on shooting stars afterwards, but wasn’t able to find anything helpful. Some claimed good luck, some claimed natural disasters - I didn’t know which one to believe.
Well not that it will impact my life in any way. For all I know dreams are just puzzles pieces randomly folded together by the memory compartment, tossed into the brain-oven, then presented to your conscious mind.
Still, magnificent sight even if was not witnessed by my eyes.
