I had a dream yesterday.
I’m talking to you.I hear your voice…but when I look at you,it’s not you, but a grey-white crane that is sitting down on the ground looking at me.
Your face is expressionless- a frozen mask.
I notice that you are not speaking…but your voice floats out.
Closer inspection revealed that you were not actually sitting, but your feet were stuck in the mud, and no matter how you wanted to fly away you could not -because you were trapped.
You were trapped , but not too worried and did not want to be rescued because you were confident that you will free yourself.
Anyways, this was my dream many days ago and I was contemplating ever since whether I should tell you or not.
Do you know what’s the worst that can happen when you open yourself to someone…to someone you love?
You can get laughed at, and in a moment , the solemnity of your confession is shattered, along with everything inside you.
I’d rather laugh with my loved ones than be laughed at by them, so till I’m sure of what’s gonna happen this will stay here, unburdening me for the time being.