It all started with a decent conversation with God asking for closure. It was just before I slipped off to la-la land. I had a pretty much nice and fitful rest for the first 7 hours, until my alarm rang at around 6:30 AM. Just like any other normal person, I hit the snooze button, making it ring again after 9 minutes. (Yes, I know, my phone is weird, it re-alarms after every 9 minutes, not 5 not 10, but 9...) After 2 more vain attempts to wake me up, I finally shut my alarm off...only to find myself into a deep sleep with matching full-length dream.
It was as if it was a continuation to my prayer last night. It was as if the 7 hours of sleep didn't exist. It wasn't a nightmare (nor was it day-mare), but it was nonetheless an interesting dream.
Ok, ok, I'll get to it now...
It was in full-color, with the complete set of characters.
I was somewhere with some of my family members. It was an unknown place but we were there to stroll until we came up to a person I knew all too well. I haven't seen him for more than 7 years, but I knew it was him. I was updated with his life anyway. In my dream, I still knew the facts about him - that he had a girlfriend at that same moment, that we somehow weren't even supposed to know how to talk to each other when we saw each other again. Or maybe that was my point of view.
Anyway, there we were, and my family disappeared. A little wooden box suddenly magically appeared in my hand. It was a small box that was divided into 8 spaces - somewhat like a little version of those wooden boxes cigarette vendors carry on their daily routes. In the divisions, there were some spaces with little trinkets, supposedly stuff that I gave this person before. It was funny, we were walking in a tree-lined street and we were conversing. Finally, after so long, getting the chance to talk about the past. I was asking why he didn't throw the box away (okay sidenote, I did give the person a wooden box around 9 years ago) and the answer was simple, "I would be too rude, if I did even that, right?"
I kept my quiet and wanted to throw the box myself. After all, it was over. It was clear. But the person kept me from throwing it away. As useless was the box now as it was the first time I saw it in my dream... He looked at me and gave me a hug. I hugged back. It wasn't anything done out of malice, but something done out of ... I don't know, respect? A hug that somehow told you that what's done is done, the past is the past. It didn't promise a future, but it promised a bond, a certain friendship that no one would understand. We walked hand in hand towards some place, only to find out later we were on the way to his house.
Before we got to his home, we met my family again. We were still together, holding hands, or hand-on-waist or something like that. He gave me a peck on the cheek and we were happy. Happy to be friends, happy to know that it's over. Happy to be open and just there. My family didn't mind. My in-law was confused though. She didn't understand who the person was and why my mother was not reacting violently (ok, even I was weirded out in my consciousness) but they were there and were happy and cooperative. They didn't even complain, and they were gone again.
On towards to his home, I saw his family. I was introduced to his mom, though I knew she heard of me almost a decade ago, I asked her how she was doing. She was carrying a baby. To my bewilderment, I was thinking, "A new one?" Apparently, it was a new sister, and the little child before was beside me, gave me a "beso" and asked who I was. She was taller than me already, she was porcelain white, and she was a cute kid... The other sister was missing and I was looking for her... She appeared holding a bunch of shopping bags... I laughed. It was like meeting old old friends after such a long time. Comfort. Familiarity. Understanding.
We walked out again. Awkward at the new-found comfort. I met one of my cousins... and then started walking again, hand-in-hand, until I woke up...
I dreamt in color.
And I think I got my closure. (even if this wasn't the closure I was asking for)
I think I got a better one.
Finally, I understood.
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