Had a really bad sleep on Saturday night, my brain was just so hyperactive that it staged its own movie trilogy – I had 3 consecutive dreams. But I can’t really remember them all, I only remember the first one was about walking down to an underground MRT station with food to a barbecue pit at one end of the station platform. Which is weird. The pit was made of the same marble floor in the MRT station and looked pretty authentic.
I tend to have dejavus that occur several years later, when I’ve forgotten about it, but when it happens or when someone says a phrase I’d suddenly remember it. So since I’ve written it down it’ll probably not happen, and if it did it’ll be funny, cos this is weird.
Too bad after 4 days I can’t recall what was in the following two dreams. Maybe I’ll know 3 years later.