Dream.

And my world is asleep, I presumed. Half a bottle of red and an inspirational movie later, I am in the mood for writing again.

I have been composing again, with 2..er..1 and a half song to boot for the past week. Recorded one, shown it to a few buds and feeling happy. Music is my dream, I would give one arm and leg juz to do it everyday. But maybe I am like any other normal guy on the street..realistic..and needing to put food on the table. Maybe I am feeling old too, and the dreaming starts becoming a lit more distance. But dreaming shouldn't have restrictions nor limitations. Dreaming is a part of Life. I never feel more alive living out my dream, abeit small-scaled, in my cosy room, on my beloved piano.

Tomorrow is another day, and everyday is a new day. Much as I am afraid and contradicting what I am going to preach in the sentences below, I dare everyone else to go out and dream! Maybe there's still a lit dreaming left within me, maybe the spirit didn't disappear totally. Well, I am making music again, however temporal that might be. And I am loving it!

Tonight..opps (it's morning!!) ...TODAY, I am a dreamer. And I hope you will be one too. GO Go! :D

p/s: I did a video of an old composition for a buddy as a b'day gift somewhere in Dec. AND HE JUZ POSTED IT ON FACEBOOK!!!

Yea. Dream. What a bad dream.