my brain got stuck on this one weird thought.
remember that old thing where you sneeze and someone says, "oh, someone's thinking about you"? what if it's not someone else at all. what if..... what if every sneeze is a little signal from your future self?
maybe... it's not about someone missing you in the present. but a hiccup in time; your future consciousness, maybe feeling nostalgic or willing you strength, accidentally brushing against your present moment. a cosmic ping if u will! it reframes the whole superstition into something more intimate: you... being haunted..... by the person you have yet to become... DUN-DUN-DUN!!
and it makes me wonder... if that's true, then my future self must be thinking about me a lot lately. whenever i'm having a stupidly hard time, i can't help but look back and reminisce about my past self-- how they got through things i now see as simple, how they were stronger than they knew. and if i'm doing that to my past, then my future self is probably doing the same for current me (...?), looking back on this very moment with that same bittersweet fondness (;;) gaaaah!
think abt it.... your past self is your foundation, your present self is the work in progress(?), and your future self is already rooting for you, sending back sneezy little telegrams of solidarity. def a reason to be a little kinder to all three of us.
just a random, yet weird thought... i should probably go to bed......
station anomalies
(extra post because i was supposed to post the one above yesterday, lol.)so, last night i had the weirdest, most detailed dream. it felt like watching the beginning of a 4/10 rated movie, super confusing.......
the main character, let's call this person mc, was a fairly famous track and field runner. they had just gotten divorced from this hugely famous ice skater, the absolute best in the world (let's call him takeshi... he had a longer, fancier name i can't remember). he left mc with their dog and this crazy expensive loft apartment, and mc's barely getting by alone.
the dream cut to mc watching tv, and there's takeshi on the news talking about his next big skate. then, my brain just decided to teleport mc. no transition. mc's suddenly in this bizarre, crowded "train station." there's a train in the center, and on the side, this huge, ominous flight of stairs leading up to a massive, creepy door. (i guess the exit was not renovated... @_@).
anywho, in the crowd, there's an anomaly. a guy who looks exactly like takeshi. same face, but different outfit(?) mc freaks out and bolts back to the train. why? heck! idk. dream logic ig....
mc gets on, and the cast expands. there's a lady in an elegant dress just.... calmly holding a sloshing plastic bucket of water. a man in a wrinkled business suit, adjusting his glasses with trembling hands. a teenager who wouldn't meet anyone's eyes, curled into their seat... (mood). anyway!
the train didn't chug or clack. it just... ZOOOOMED. a smooth, loud acceleration that pressed poor mc into the seat. and that's when i woke up. WOOSH!
THIS DREAM WAS SO ODD I HAD TO SHARE. maybe i dreamt of a skater bcuz of the winter olympics this year... (a year without yuzuru ㅠㅠ) cuz why else would i have a dream about a skater? hmm??? my brain made a whole dramatic, divorced-athlete, parallel-universe thriller and then dropped it. thanks, brain.
mkay, goodnight!
koi logging off.
Labels: 2026年2月, dreams, entries
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