Hazy Dream

I've dreamt of him again last night. Yes, it's something wonderful and great; and no it's not something like Stephanie Meyer's dream that lead her in writing the Twilight Saga. It's just a simple and selfish dream of mine. All mine.

Now, how can I share this dream without sounding so pornoic (if there's such a word)? So let's just say that I'm in the middle of a dreamless sleep and I don't know why I dreamt of him and the fact that that we are making love. We are in the middle of this passionate sex. We're both sweaty and panting heavily. We cannot stop touching each other and continously kissing very hard. You can see clearly from our faces that we are having the time of our lives. The picture that we created is something that everyone would envy. I, even envied myself.

Then abruptly I saw myself somehow changed but still lying in my back, still sweaty, still panting, still with flustered face, but no, I'm not with him anymore. I'm doing differently.

Very different. I'm giving birth to a baby...

My dream is so vivid. I can see his face, the raw emotion, the twinkle in his eyes. I can taste his sweat. I can feel his touch, his kiss, and his warmth. The intensity of it surprised me. I really thought I was real, that I was with him and I even wanted to see our baby...my baby.

When I woke up, I've realized two things. First, I'm ready to step up my relationship with Alex, and second, I'm ready to have a baby.

The Smile Stone Award from Al

Thanks to Al for giving me the "The Smile Stone Award". This award can be granted to bloggers who shows kindness and spreads happiness all around.

And here's the ten simple things that could brighten up my day that I usually ignore:
1. Waking up in the morning and feeling light headed for no particular reason.
2. Able to see movies that I like in the cinema (recently, Twilight).
3. No bad hair days.
4. Drinking coffee at least two cups a day.
5. Able to find time to post a blog.
6. Able to find inspiration to take a shot/picture.
7. Reading jokes from emails or SMS.
8. Smell of new books from bookstores.
9. In a weird way, the smell of gasoline when everytime we refuel.
10. Seeing my family together, whether they're happy or sad, for as long as their together...I'm happy.

So, I'm awarding the Smile Stone Award to:
Malen | Aimz | Liz | Sherlie | Aila