Last night I had a dream. A dream seeing myself writing a book about a story, with me as character, spectator, and creator; while having the story happening around me.
I still can see the images inside my head now (yup…I am one of those unfortunate people who can remember their dreams in detail) and can see how one can make interesting story out of it.
Should I write it down now? Or should I let it to fade away?
Is it a sign that one day I can actually fulfil my old time dream? To be a writer of a story that doesn't have 'thesis sign' all over the place.
Or is it just another sign that I shouldn't eat too many cookies before sleeping nor read too many novels at the same time? 🙂