A Walk Through Life

Hello mashkans ! Obviously, I forgot to leave a message and took an immediate hiatus from blogging. Although I know I don't really need to explain anything, I feel like I owe it to my friends and fellow bloggers to let them know that, as always, I appreciate all the visit and comments and that I shall be back to blogging pretty soon. So, in answer to my friend Georyl's post on blogging burnout ,  I'm not really bored with blogging. It's just that life gets in the way sometimes and it really needs to take a back seat. LOL Missing you my friend and everybody else in the blogging world. You understand, right? :-) Rest assured that I'll return all your visits and I promise to come back with some awards again to give. This blogging hiatus shan't be long as I look forward to March. Soon, it will be my daughter's second birthday!

What do dreams really mean? Why do I dream of people and old acquaintances that I haven't met in a long time? Why do they appear in my slumber when I'm not even thinking of them? Why do dreams take me back to my younger days? Back. Way, way back. Back in my native land, San Carlos City, Negros Occidental. Maybe my homeland misses me. Or is it the other way around? I can't seem to figure out why sometimes my dream of a particular person or persons can run for days, like sequels to a tv series. Maybe they don't really mean anything. Maybe they do. But I can't stay around thinking about it. Reality is here. Maybe I'm just plain tired. I can't write my thoughts any further. I'm going to bed now. And dream again. Of people and old acquaintances I haven't met in a long time. And still wonder why I do. And write about it. Get sleepy. And dream again. Wake up and wonder. And... yeah, I get you. This whole dream thing is going nowhere.