Its so funny that i was just telling a couple of good friends last night that i almost never remember my dreams. I do perhaps once a month but most of the time i close my eyes and fall into a sleep so deep the next time i open them, daylight has revisited. Last night's probably the time of the month.

I was at some kind of banquet with people i knew but none of my close ones were there. In this dream, people didn't recognize me. They carried on in front of the mirror, adjusting their dresses, filling up little gaps on their lips and all i could say was, "seriously? seriously!" over and over again. Their faces remained impartial as they looked me up and down, puzzled.

No, i do not know you. Can i still call this a nightmare even though it felt so real?

The banquet ended. People are walking out one by one but i was walking in. It felt as if i was fighting a force, charging forward in the opposite direction. Someone smiled as she walked out. Finally i was acknowledged! But i continued walking, I knew her. I'm just not sure if i wanted to any further.

The dream was over. Mind fully awake, eyes still closed, I couldn't ignore this feeling. Couldn't get up so i laid, stagnant on my bed. Life is already painful enough. Why are we here hurting one another?

I sat up.

Dear Jesus, Can you heal the world?

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