Hey, so this morning, I had this dream that left me feeling happy and a bit puzzled when I woke up.
Guess what? It was about her. My friend noticed I was smiling in my sleep—probably because of the dream. 😌💤
In the dream, I was in my kitchen at home. Our house is kinda old, made of stone. The rooms are in a line like a road – first a hall, then a living room, and finally the kitchen. So, there I am in the kitchen, and my mom is upset about something, making a lot of noise. I decide to go to the living room, and when I open the door, guess who's there? Yep, it's her! I'm surprised, happy, but also confused. If happiness is a 10, mine was like 100, but confusion was also pretty high, maybe like 1000.
I ask my mom what's going on, and she gives me a look like she's mad. She says I'm the one who brought her here. That's a shock! I don't get why my mom is upset, but she keeps making noise with the pots and doors. 🚪🥄
With all these mixed-up feelings, I go to the room where she's sleeping. I stand next to her bed, and when she opens her eyes, she gives me a nice smile. I feel like I'm in a movie or something. I ask her what happened, and she says she was riding a scooter, everything went upside down, and I was there when she had a crash. Luckily, she wasn't hurt bad. She had a fever and couldn't see well, so I brought her home.
She pauses, gives me a sweet look, and puts her hand on my cheek. 😍
And then, I wake up with a smile. You know what? That's why I sometimes don't like dreams. 😊🌙💭🚗✨🌈
----Mrunmay M. Pote
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