Sweet dreams are made of..

Have you ever had a dream so sweet and surreal that you find yourself smiling in your sleep? But then in the most anti-climax fashion you woke up and you realized the moment that you had been enjoying so much did not actually take place in the first place. You then try to force yourself back to sleep to try to catch up with that same dream again but obviously, that could not happen. So you are finally fully awake, resigned to reality. You feel cheated because you feel like you have been toyed around. You then wash yourself up and get on with the day. Somehow, the feeling lingers on but slowly it starts to fade away as yet another day and another night goes by.

I had two separate but identical dreams of such nature the past two consecutive nights.I won't want to go into the details but it is just damn suey la, let's leave it as that.

On a totally side note, I’ve been waiting to play tennis since God knows when. The French Open is on and I’m totally inspired la. So unless one of you guys can pick up a racket and miraculously start stroking with me (NOT stroke me. Suff tangan kau jaga), then I have no choice but to wait for Jon and Darryl. I cannot wait much longer.

Love all. Play.