Part of me want to be an animator so I can animate my dream All my dreams have always been vivid, realistic, they'd change from being whimsically colorful to dull from time to time. There's something strange about my dreams. They're so beautiful and scary that I'm jealous of everyone in it. I once dreamed of a child. On me, a newborn. I woke up and longed for it's presence ever since. I wish I'm that me in my dream. I could've held my child longer, maybe even forever. Now my biggest fear is being infertile. Last night I dreamed I was pregnant. I was scared. I woke up, it felt so real as if it is. The day went on uncomfortably, the dream stayed with me. Clinging onto my mind like a leech. I wonder why, I feel closer with everyone in my dream except for me.