Twenty Three
Wafu,
You know why I updated two days ago what was in the drafts for almost two months? So that I can make this post, the one where I recount this strange dream that I've had of you.
It was on Thursday that I woke up feeling that I've forgotten something. After reflecting on it, I remembered that I've dreamt the strangest dream the night before. There were the two of us, my mother, my son and one of my seniors at college. I was going somewhere on a bus, with my mom and son, when to my utter surprise I found that I was sitting in between you and Deepechi, my senior at college. What was even stranger was that you weren't the little girl we had buried but twenty-five, exactly as old as you would be now if you were still with us. And you were sick too, but going on with life like it did not matter. I don't recall where I was going and where you were going, for that matter. But I have this image of you: clear and fresh and full of life. And we talked (of what, I sadly can't recall) throughout the ride, only to be cut short by the confusion caused by my mother getting off at the wrong place with Inu. And the rest of the dream is a blur, until they come back home. I can't make head or tail of it, I don't know why Deepechi had to be present... I don't know anything except that you were there, and we talked again, after a long, long time, and that's enough for me :)
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