I think most of us do have an experience to make dreams. Sometimes it could be the sweetest, lucky you if it is the case it is and sometimes it could be the bitterest, all I can say is “sorry pal”. It could have been something occupied us most of the day or something very remote from what we are doing during the day. But one thing in common; either one do cost us to look back and say – what’s that suppose to mean?
Here is my dream couple of days ago, I stole something from the street and without considering others attention, I use it as if it was mine on the street. Either I was pretty brave or I was pretty stupid in the dream.
Then yesterday, the table has turned. Things were stolen from me this time. And this time all I can do is nothing but feeling sorry for myself, for being so stupid to let it happen and how could they done this to me. Of course they could, like me in the other day.
There are things in life we take it for granted and without thinking any consequence of it. And there are things in life we are always thinking like what if and only if I could have…
Life is always like “this is the way it is and deal with it” or like the lines in Reservoir Dogs “my way or the high way”
