Have I ever told you that I never dream about the same friend for twice or more than that? Last night was like the third time I dreamed about this friend of mine.

Hope it was because I'm too tired and that's why I had dream or can remember my dream. It was so real that I can feel everything as if it did happen before.

I dreamed that he held my hand. Tight.

It was a sudden adrenaline rush yet felt very guilty to myself. I thought we're suppose to treat each other as friends and friends only. He's been playing his part well, being a caring friend and all. And I played my part too, by seeing him in his eyes without any mix signal.

God, if you want me to fall for him again, then I understand why you want me to. But can I skip the falling part and just do what you want me to do for You? Seriously.

Oh, whatever. It's just a dream. Take it as a sweet dream and well, inspire myself to make tomorrow a fruitful day because of his presence in my mind ^^

On another note, as I was googling for images of people holding hands, guess what I've found:

The OIL LAND is in our HANDS!