had a short nap at the office yesterday. about 15 minutes just right before i went to the canteen to have my lunch. it was wierd though. i mean.. the nap.. it was wierd. i woke up with beads of sweat on my forehead. i had the wierdest dream. i dreamt of my death. in my dream, i can't remember exactly how i died.. all i know is that it was violent... blood everywhere.. i was in a scuffle.. i was struggling against someone who had a knife of some sort. i was fighting him off. wierd thing there was i wasn't screaming or anything, in my dream, i was laughing. i had this chilling smirk on my face i can't wipe off. one more thing, i could feel the cold steel of the knife enter my body. i was stabbed at my back, my throat, my arm, my leg, my gut, practically everywhere. i could feel the knife but somehow i couldn't feel the pain. i could feel it tear through my flesh... but no pain... no pain at all.
the scenes flashed rappidly. everything was blurry. next thing i know, i am dressed in this black suit. i was clad in all black... black coat, black long-sleeved shirt, black tie, black shoes, black everything. i was standing in the middle of a cemetary. the sky was dark and cloudy, and i can smell the earth like it was about to rain. i was staring at this tombstone... it had my name on it... it also said i died august 29, 2009. then i started crying and laughing at the same time. i took out a cigarette and lit it up. when i was done, i bent over and put off the amber of the stick on my own tombstone. it was wierd. everywhere i looked everything was in color and everything seemed real.
i woke up with beads of sweat on my forehead. i couldn't explain what i was feeling yesterday. i couldn't get the date out of my head. august 29, 2009. that's roughly 5 years from now. i'll be 29 by then. well... in case something happens... from now to august 29... i would just like to invite you to my funeral.
i'm out.
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