A plane that nearly crashed

Last night I had a the dream of being on the airplane that nearly crashed… it was a dream of when I was younger and my family and I were on a plane that had an engine failure and was forced to do an emergency landing… except I saw the beginning and it skipped through, probably because I knew how the story ended like… I then woke up… I haven’t that dream…more like nightmare…in many years…and all of a sudden it came to me yesterday… weird huh?! i think it has to do with the things that i realized about people I thought were so different… the people i thought were just ok actually ended up suprising me with their inner beauty and the people i thought were beautiful ended up showing their inconsiderate unpolished side and it was at times disappointing but that is how life is…

back to the dream, when i woke up at Sarah’s house after having the dream, instead of shaking about the dream I actually woke up with a smile… the dream was more like a remembrance of how the airplane incident changed me… i felt a sense of appreciation of my life… a sense of a new beginning… thats exactly what the dream did again… i had forgotten my way again but the dream gave me a refreshed new set of eyes… my third chance… I even stopped liking a certain boy… all because of a dream and because what it signifies…. does that make any sense? probably not and seems a bit drastic but it totally made sense in my head…

life seems so good right now… it’s almost like the emancipation of, me.

Then coincidently I got a friend request on facebook from a girl I went to 2,3 and 4th grade with!! AMAZING! I totally remember her too… the good old days!

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