Its been a week. Still recovering. A good friend from Singapore wants to go out tonight and im torn whether ill take a raincheck or go out with him. It sucks when youre supposed to be enjoying your weekend and all im concerned of is whether im feeling well already. But maybe I can trick my body to adjust for a bit even for two hours to see him. My other good friend is also meeting us so Im like in a very torn position right now. Its probably why im dreaming of flying lately because i want to get well. The impossibility of getting well as you will it is like the impossibility of flying. But dreams are free so why not right?
In my dream I am wearing an aviator jacket and wide leg pants that billow in the wind like clouds. And a long oversized djellaba/tunic that resembles the speed of wind like the long trains of Chinese goddesses that look like jetstream. Fly Andre. fly like the wind. fly like theres no tomorrow. Fly like Im already well.
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