I received a call from a number which I had designated as an emergency number for Ricky. It was from my brother who told me that I needed to rush to the vet as something had happened to Ricky. He couldn't be there as he was flying off for a biz trip to Indon and asked if my colleague was going to send me there. I looked frantically at the said colleague, hung up, and ran over to him, pleading for him to go to the vet with me. He agreed immediately but I couldn't remember the address or location or driving instructions to our vet. And because my colleague is bad with roads, I remember googling for the address with shaky hands and a thumping heart, worrying that I was going to be too late... I cried because I had left house that morning without sayanging him... and then I was awoken by a sms. Thank God....
It was such a bad dream...
I lay awake a long time after and thought:
1) i have very long, detailed dreams
2) my dreams capture my worries so accurate
3) i need to hv james tan's address at the tip of my finger
4) i need to leave house each day with ricky knowing that i sayang him
5) i trust my colleague enough to turn to him for help and comfort
2:13am. I need to sleep. But the dream is still fresh in my mind....
:(
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