woke up crying. nose was stuffed and i could still feel my tears flowing.
strangely, in this dream, there was nothing that was really about me. i just happened to be an orphan, adopted by a family who recently lost their wife/mother. somewhere, somehow, the youngest daughter of that family made a run for her room, very much in tears. i followed suit and asked her why did she leave so abruptly. she replied,
"i danced with my mum. i recently danced with my mum. she was already dead but she came back to dance one last dance with me and i miss her so."
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that broke my heart so bad and till now, the heartache can still be felt.
if it was only a dream, why did it feel so real?