a dream i had during art.

holy firetruck! i'd forgotten to share one more thing with you from today.
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he has done so many things in his life until a point where he gets himself stuck at a dead end with no way out.

the only escape is to rewind back time, which is exactly what he does. i watch him re-do everything he'd done earlier, only backwards this time.

he is in the midst of picking back up a gangster which he had beaten to a pulp earlier, when miss christina chua's voice pierces into the balloon of my dream and bursts it.

"E'INDAH! STOP SLEEPING!" she thunders.

i open my eyes; still seeing only darkness. i realize it is my black hoodie, and i jerk awake. he is gone, and i'm back in reality.