Have you ever feel frustrated because you know that you had a very important dream but you just cannot remember it?

I do.

Time and time again.

They are always nightmares. I can wake up panting, as if i just ran a 100 metre-sprint. There are times when my forehead and neck are drenched in cold sweat, my heart racing in my chest and I can feel the adrenaline rushing through my veins, feeling absolutely restless - but not knowing why.

I do not know how I knew I had a nightmare. I just know it - the breathlessness, the tears, the uncontrollable shivering and the fright. I am usually too scared to go back to the black slumber for fear of succumbing into whatever that was terrifying me in my sleep.

When i tried to recall the dream, i just couldn't. The more I tried, the more it slips away. It's almost like trying to hold water in your hands. the water just trickles away between your fingers. This frustrates me. Not that I want to remember the horror that terrorize my night rest. I was curious, somehow, what could it be so frightening that made my mind shy away from the memory of it, in an attempt to protect my sanity.

Sometimes it's not nightmares. Sometimes they are premonitions.

There are times when I felt my day was a deja vu when i realized I felt like I had dreamt it all before but I couldn't remember.

LOL. I think this post is way too serious. It just popped into my head.

Forgive me.

I think I'll start with a story sometime soon. That might be more entertaining... Please look forward to it! :)

Ciao! ~vern signing out