mercedo's Journal: Nostalgia II

I hadn't talked about the dream that I had while I was sleeping at night. Basically I don't dream a lot. Secondly dreams are just dream, nothing worthy of talking about. So I hadn't mentioned the dreams at all.

Last night, two women appeared in my dream, two women were the ones I used to yearn in my minor days. As a matter of fact, in my dream I succeeded in making love to both of them. I am sure if they were beside me now they will sure to love me.

Past is past, present is present, both never meets.