dreaming big

Last night, I dreamt big. I dreamt that I grew...sideways. I think I looked like the girl who turned into a blueberry, in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory movie.




This is the image of the dream that I had. I really thought I had grown that big. So real and vivid was my dream that when I woke up, I sighed with relief to see in the mirror, that I am still the way I am.

I guess I dreamt that, because I knew I ate too much the night before.

I had 2 packets of cereal for breakfast because I was famished yesterday morning. Then I had rice with fish, for lunch. And then Aida, my good neighbour, bought some ugly and humongous Old Chang Kee curry puff for us, after work. At home, I ate one.

Then I went into the kitchen and saw that actually Rus had already cooked for us - and we have been missing dinner quite a lot lately, and I felt bad. So I ate a little bit of rice.. again.

Then Hanaa, made me a piece of smore............. which I ate also. And at that point, I had the image of me, eating and eating and eating and eating. Then, the dream.


I'm going to put that image of my dream, on my desk, so as to remind me of what I do not aim to be. So that I don't snack when I am not hungry.