Unlock Your Creativity
Travel. Walking down the street. Jeep. Far. A bus. Bacolod. Manila. A beach. Talking to some acquaintances how far it was. Competition making connections in a building. The whole floor is ours. Food fight. A battle. Magical powers. Zombies. Locking. Barrier. Revenge. Anti magic. Healing. Two on two. A huge-ass cage.
Beach. A lot of people. Two groups. My cousin's co-workers and the CHARMS group. I don't see my cousin, so I joined the CHARMS group. Bus. Homebound with sis. Manapla. Circled back. Bacolod. Lasalle. PATAS. An office. Psych students. A psych professor defeats the president GMA ina writing test. Jasmin returned to the office.
I just recalled my dream yesterday, or a part of it. I was riding a taxi from a place after some seminar. We were traveling on a road, and to the left, I can see an expanse of water. Not the sea, as far as I can tell. And the sun is there, rising, so I presumed it was the east. I arrived to the city's main area. It was night. The taxi turned a couple of corners. In the last one, I saw a huge statue head. It was familiar, but I forgot the look. It was in the east, beside the city hall, facing the plaza. I asked the driver if there are vehicles passing by my dormitory (the image of my dormitory in Bacolod came to mind), but he said it's already late. I arrived at the marketplace/vehicle station, and hoped that there are still some. I walked a bit, and on the road, I saw a jeep with passengers. I had a "wider" view of the area. The jeep is alone on the road, facing south, and I was looking at them from the south west. It seems... dark, but not too dark that I can't see. It feels like a pre-dawn setting.
I was somewhere in Bacolod. I decided to ride a jeep. The public utility vehicles are using a different route, going through the "back" of the city. The place looks beautiful, with trees and green fields. I felt sad that I forgot to bring my camera. Then I remembered; I DO have my camera, but for some reason, I find it troublesome to get it out. So I didn't. I arrived in a school. Something about the road felt familiar; like I've been there in another dream.
I was looking for someone. I was in Bacolod, in a building where Quan is near Shopping and La Salle. It was a call center there. Second floor (there are only two stories of the building). A lot of people. I saw a familiar one. Somehow, even against my protest, I became an agent. I was on a cellphone, talking to a client, asking about the quality of a product or service. I was able to answer confidently. I saw Calvin again, the familiar face. I traveled somewhere with some people. A dormitory? I was asking about the accommodation. The landlady said something about floods, indicating a deep flood, and I told her that some of my companions are girls. Walked again, in another dormitory with sis. A familiar dormitory, where a friend (or a number of friends) lived. We ate there. Then we escaped, although we know they won't mind we ate there. Went "home." Mom complained about sis's water jug. That's when I realized I don't have mine. I might have left it outside of the dormitory.
I heard a flute very clearly (I was able to play it in my mind well after the dream). I was in the small eateries in front of Doctor's Hospital in Bacolod. I was going to eat, or was eating there. The place looked like a place where I can sleep. There were beds and rooms. Orange mood. Sexual mood. There are other people. I, or they, were naked. I also met a girl I considered "older sister." We were going out for an adventure. She looked like a ranger/adventurer.