I'm obsessed.

Can the word obsessed really have that much 's'?
Just a thought. :)

Anyway, yes. You've read right. I'm obsessed about a dream I keep on having. This dream has been plaguing me since last week. I don't know what my subconscious is telling me so I hope you can tell me.

It always starts with me in a bench. I don't know where I am but in my view I can clearly see kids playing cricket. I would assume I'm in a park. There are vendors surrounding me. They sell cotton candy, popcorn, balloons, etc. I must be near an amusement park 'cause there was a big ferris wheel afar.

A friend said I must be somewhere in Europe in my dream. I've never been in any country in Europe so I don't exactly know what it looks like. Maybe, deep inside, I wanted to go there? Hmm.. Anyway, back to my story. So I was writing furiously in a notebook when suddenly a kid tripped and bruised his leg. I was immediately there and to my surprise, I have a first aid kit. How convenient is that? :)

I was helping him to a bench when a guy came to me. Can't remember what he looked like but his voice was sweet, caring, not deep but it did have an english accent. He helped me patch the wound and well, a girl approached him. I didn't see him smile at me but in the dream I know he did after he kissed the girl that is. I can't remember his face. I want and try to but I can't. This mystery guy is driving me nuts. Maybe, it's just a dream. Maybe, it's just in my subconscious. Deep inside, I wish it isn't.