I dreamed again. Sometimes I hate sleeping for fear of what might surprise me in my subconscious mind when I sleep.
There was a small boy in my dream this time. He was foreign. At first it was like a movie. Then I saw a man who came to save the boy from an impending doom. He was frantically sending radio signals and none of the operators can hear him clearly. I knew he was asking for help. But none can reach him and no one knows his exact location.
In that instant, I was in the picture. I was trying to adjust the radio frequency to hear him clearly and send help. But I failed. He and the boy perished.
If this movie actually happened, I'd like to see it. Because I have no idea why it was in my dreams. As I said, I am not a fan of action movies. I wish someone can identify my dreams...but then, I'm afraid to find out what they mean. It could change me forever and I'm not sure I am ready to welcome the kind of changes it may bring.
