Thoughts & Poetry


I just had a dream and I dunno whether it’s good or bad, though. 

There I was walking down the aisle. The air was filled with  that Eric Bennet song entitled The Last Time…

I looked around and saw how much people there was, looking at me in big grins. Most of them I recognize; friends from real life, acquaintances and family… In this sea of familiar faces, I found myself searching for the groom and just before I reached the aisle, I saw him standing with his back on me. 

When he finally turned to look at me… My heart was sent aflutter. He was smiling as tears fall from his eyes. Somehow, I wanted that moment to never end… Seeing how happy he was. How happy I felt.

It felt too real that waking up hurts. 

I thought I was doing good; I didn’t know that one dream can actually send me back to square one.

A corporate tough cookie with the soul of a gypsy. Professional bathroom singer. Teacher. Poet. A light-eyed dreamer who nitpicks for a living as she waits for redamancy.

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