I woke up accidentally at 3am this morning, so I decided to charge my phone before I went back to sleep again because I'd have to get up at 6.30am later. I was worried that I couldn't fall back to sleep as the room was extremely cold and I had no idea where the hell my blanket was. Then the thought of "sleeping in a cold room would increase the chance of having a bad dream" came into my mind after I chanted that name. Not really chanted but it kinda appeared in my mind, and I didn't force myself to think of it I swear.
Unsurprisingly, I fell asleep again, thank God.
I didn't have a dream before I woke up at 3, but I had a dream after my next sleep. And need not to mention what the hell was going on in THAT dream, yet I must say everything seemed so real, so fucking real until I couldn't even believe it. I got teased. Or flirted I don't know. And then there was a movie session, in the living room, on the couch, pretty innocent though, I loved it. Everything went on so smoothly and I got so much hope like...I felt like I belonged to that kind of life in reality. Until a plot twist happened in the end. I was clinging to the air instead of an arm.
It ended sadly though. If dreams reflect total opposite of reality, then I'm seriously getting my hope up so so so high. Whatever.
