Dreaming within a dream within a dream within a………
Dreaming within a dream within a dream within a………
In all my 22 years of existence, I believe I possess a very strong conviction to claim that I am an insomniac. Always been. Always will be. To countervail my previous statement, there comes a sudden beam of illumination at some point that I decide to counterflow my harmoniously normal upside-down day. And so, that was what did early this evening. I strangely went upstairs, made my bed and then dozed off in a matter of minutes, at 9PM. Let me tell you the story of my strange dreams within dreams. Just a couple of hours ago, I woke up with a sharp pain in my head and a good dose of horror. I experienced what is said to be depicted in the Leonardo diCaprio movie, Inception. Dream within a dream within a dream. First, I woke up in a nightmare,(zombies, ghosts, smoke machine and all that jazz.). Then i realized I’m having a nightmare so I struggled to wake myself up. Coincidentally enough, my brother (who is a deep sleeper and frequently experience nightmares as well) was beside me. I woke up still on my bed, my brother was still beside me sleeping, but some strange gadgets were attached to him, like an oversized watch of some sorts on his right wrist and feet. I realized how strange it was so, again, I tried to wake myself up from this dream. Then, like a loop, I woke up, still on the bed,then I saw my niece Apol taking a shower in the bathroom in our room. I had some small talk with her, realizing that it’s already morning and they’re getting ready for school. When she went out of the bathroom, she looked tad older for her age, but I didn’t say something about it. Instead, I grabbed a towel and took a bath myself. When I poured water on me, I couldn’t feel the water flowing on my skin. The only thing I felt was the fan steadied directly on me. Without any effort, I woke up from that dream, still lying on the bed and the fan blowing on 3 directly towards me. I went out of the bed, stood up and went downstairs. It was afternoon. Mom and the kids are doing their individual stuff in the house. Then, somebody, a new face in the house emerged. Mom said she was our new housekeeper and that she just arrived that day. I was agreeing to everything my mom says, Mom was even telling fond stories of our childhood and other small talk with this woman. In my mind, I told myself how strange it has been that I kept on waking up from a dream and realizing that I’m still dreaming. Afterwards, I went to the living room to watch some TV when I saw my niece Tetet using this small laptop. Then I thought to myself, where on earth did she get the laptop? We don’t have a netbook. As I was figuring out the answer I raised to myself, all my hair stood on end. I discovered that for the nth time, I am still dreaming. Then like a time warp, I woke up, lying in the bed, I was sweaty so I decided to change my clothes. I looked at the shirt I’m wearing and realized that it wasn’t the shirt I wore before sleeping. I woke up again, lying on the bed. I decided to wake up my brother. Looked at the time on my cellphone, even checked my latest facebook and twitter updates. I turned my pillow upside down, and suddenly my body went numb and I just stared at the window for a couple of minutes. Then I was startled by a loud sound in my ear, almost jumped in surprise. I woke up, for the nth time. This time, I decided to stand up, drink some water, I shook my entire body, went out of the room and walked towards my mom and the kids’ room. When i glanced at the clock by the stairs, I was shocked to see that it was only 11:30PM. It felt like forever, seriously! Mom and Tintin were still awake when I entered their room. I asked them what time it was. I told them about my nightmare(s). I even asked Tintin to pinch me and slap me hard just for me to make sure that this time, I really was awake. Well, yes, you guessed it right. I did not go back to sleep this time. After that shit, who would? With majestic orchestra music in the background, I once again abandon the normal sleeping habits and go back to being an insomniac. Sleeping during the day, I rarely encounter these kinds of weird occurences. Geez, that seriously and literally fucked my mind! I always thought the movie Inception was cool. Not anymore. So, mes amie, say hello to Angela, insomniac (again) and proud to be. You know what they say, once you go insomniac, you’ll never go back! LOL! Ciao!
In all my 22 years of existence, I believe I possess a very strong conviction to claim that I am an insomniac. Always been. Always will be. To countervail my previous statement, there comes a sudden beam of illumination at some point that I decide to counterflow my harmoniously normal upside-down day. And so, that was what did early this evening. I strangely went upstairs, made my bed and then dozed off in a matter of minutes, at 9PM. Let me tell you the story of my strange dreams within dreams. Just a couple of hours ago, I woke up with a sharp pain in my head and a good dose of horror. I experienced what is said to be depicted in the Leonardo diCaprio movie, Inception. Dream within a dream within a dream. First, I woke up in a nightmare,(zombies, ghosts, smoke machine and all that jazz.). Then i realized I’m having a nightmare so I struggled to wake myself up. Coincidentally enough, my brother (who is a deep sleeper and frequently experience nightmares as well) was beside me. I woke up still on my bed, my brother was still beside me sleeping, but some strange gadgets were attached to him, like an oversized watch of some sorts on his right wrist and feet. I realized how strange it was so, again, I tried to wake myself up from this dream. Then, like a loop, I woke up, still on the bed,then I saw my niece Apol taking a shower in the bathroom in our room. I had some small talk with her, realizing that it’s already morning and they’re getting ready for school. When she went out of the bathroom, she looked tad older for her age, but I didn’t say something about it. Instead, I grabbed a towel and took a bath myself. When I poured water on me, I couldn’t feel the water flowing on my skin. The only thing I felt was the fan steadied directly on me. Without any effort, I woke up from that dream, still lying on the bed and the fan blowing on 3 directly towards me. I went out of the bed, stood up and went downstairs. It was afternoon. Mom and the kids are doing their individual stuff in the house. Then, somebody, a new face in the house emerged. Mom said she was our new housekeeper and that she just arrived that day. I was agreeing to everything my mom says, Mom was even telling fond stories of our childhood and other small talk with this woman. In my mind, I told myself how strange it has been that I kept on waking up from a dream and realizing that I’m still dreaming. Afterwards, I went to the living room to watch some TV when I saw my niece Tetet using this small laptop. Then I thought to myself, where on earth did she get the laptop? We don’t have a netbook. As I was figuring out the answer I raised to myself, all my hair stood on end. I discovered that for the nth time, I am still dreaming. Then like a time warp, I woke up, lying in the bed, I was sweaty so I decided to change my clothes. I looked at the shirt I’m wearing and realized that it wasn’t the shirt I wore before sleeping. I woke up again, lying on the bed. I decided to wake up my brother. Looked at the time on my cellphone, even checked my latest facebook and twitter updates. I turned my pillow upside down, and suddenly my body went numb and I just stared at the window for a couple of minutes. Then I was startled by a loud sound in my ear, almost jumped in surprise. I woke up, for the nth time. This time, I decided to stand up, drink some water, I shook my entire body, went out of the room and walked towards my mom and the kids’ room. When i glanced at the clock by the stairs, I was shocked to see that it was only 11:30PM. It felt like forever, seriously! Mom and Tintin were still awake when I entered their room. I asked them what time it was. I told them about my nightmare(s). I even asked Tintin to pinch me and slap me hard just for me to make sure that this time, I really was awake. Well, yes, you guessed it right. I did not go back to sleep this time. After that shit, who would? With majestic orchestra music in the background, I once again abandon the normal sleeping habits and go back to being an insomniac. Sleeping during the day, I rarely encounter these kinds of weird occurences. Geez, that seriously and literally fucked my mind! I always thought the movie Inception was cool. Not anymore. So, mes amie, say hello to Angela, insomniac (again) and proud to be. You know what they say, once you go insomniac, you’ll never go back! LOL! Ciao!
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