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Monday, August 1 10:30 PM

There are so many random yet vile thoughts flooding through my mind right now, as the car makes its way to jurong from pasir ris. I know I'm gonna suffer a bout of motion sickness later blogging on my mobile in a car, but what the heck, I just need a space to yabble on.

There is such a fine line between what makes a normal or sweet dream a nightmare. And recently I've been having many of these dreams coming to me during the day (yes, I do not dream in my sleep fyi) its starting deserve some concern. What started out as a seemingly normal daydream would be interrupted with a abnormaly, making it unpleasant; sometimes the abnormaly would be ridiculous; other times impossible; or at worst - immoral. I wonder where all these vile secretions in my dreams leak from. Has there been too many things happening around me? So much so I'm starting to lose my foothold on my subconscious mind? This could spell bad news in some aspects. The subconscious mind is way way way more powerful and influential than the conscious mind.

Being wrapped up and toasted over so much emotional flames, its more than just a cosy ride. When needs are not met, and that could mean trouble. Especially when the tolerance grows taut, like a rubber band, so taut it might snap. Its like walking on egg shells. Its a fragile and delicate situation. And worse is, I think I've crushed quite a plenty of shells already. Bad bad bad.

I need a doctor soon, or I'm gonna start pretending that airplanes are shooting stars and start wishing upon them. A random chatter reminded me how powerful words could be, and especially for me who could turn words into velvet or blades, losing touch on the craft meant my words going out of control. But sometimes I feel the need to speak unbeautified - unedited - to those who mean more to me. There should be no need to butter up my speech. Shouldn't I be speaking my mind in its simplest form?

Andddd, strange enough, now I'm in camp. A miracled came in through sms. Seems like a hint of understanding. Me loves to be understood! Feels like people are really paying attention! C: Anyway, I should close off the post here. It looks really long on my BlackBerry's screen. So long!


Waihong, miracled.

, au revoir.