I want to tell this dream I had yesterday. The reason I’m typing this out on my blog is just because I want ”save” it somewhere, just like taking photographs - although you have ony the image, but still core of the story is in that image. So are words we reproduce. Maybe words are even stronger, and - I believe - have more impact. Okay let’s begin.
The last sunrays of the day were slowly obscuring, a typical eclipse. My younger sister and I were hurrying to catch the train. Ofcourse, I was the one who was blame for being late as usually. My sister is running ahead and calls me to run a bit faster. We finally made it to reach the railway station. But once we were there, we didn’t get in the train, but in a huge ship. The next moment - a typical dream you can in 1sec go from A to Z without knowing how or what happened at the time between - we were at the deck of the ship. It was night and a bit cold. The colour of the sky was navy but so dark it was almost black. The lights in the sky - the shining stars and the candle light of the bright moon - made me feel at a safe place. It was not cold anymore. Someone is saying to me that the ship is sailing to the city of Bosphorus, to Istanbul. It was a trip to Istanbul.. an unforgettable trip. Then I saw people in see cycling on their bikes; they were happy. I felt happiness inside me. I wanted to do that also.
I love how this dream ended. Hilarious!