D-dream

Today I had this weird dream...a dream of me dying...

In my dream, I didn't die due to old age or sickness or accidents or murder. I died all of a sudden, just like that. And I couldn't do the things I wanted to do or say the things I wanted to say to my loved ones, about how much I love them, how much sorry I am for hurting them, how much I wanted to amend the bonds that were once broken...

I could see myself (the ghost or the spirit - whatever that is) getting lifted up from my body. I tried to communicate with the people around me. I tried everything I could but nothing happened. I could see them right in font of my eyes, and I couldn't touch them or do anything to let them know I'm right here. That's when these things started to take it's toll on me. I lost it. I cried, and was feeling helpless.

I realized that I had time before, but maybe never thought that I would suddenly die at the age of 22 and disappear and never get to do the things I want to do. I shouldn't have taken anything for granted...

All of these thoughts kept running through my mind that's when the alarm went off and I opened my eyes thinking that I reached Heaven. But thank God, it was all just a dream (phew).