the bossanova version of "Over the Rainbow".
Somewhere over the rainbow/blue birds fly
Darn, this part always made me think of blue taxis flying around, with rainbows as the background and Dorothy inside one.
Thursday, 16 April 2009
the highway
I dream of higways. Like, a lot.
Lately i have been dreaming of going on a solo backpacking trip, somewhere in a land of grassy open fields. I got tired and found a bridge as a shelter. A bridge was never meant to be a proper shelter for a girl. They were meant for beggars. Criminals. outcast. Definitely not me on a bacpacking trip. Yet somehow I did not mind. Though I tried hard to convince myself that I would not mind, my body willing moved to the place under the bridge, and allow itself to rest. My mind was weary and wandering, and my sleep was uneasy. Then I woke up feeling even more restless, considering the fact that Kurt Cobain used to live under a bridge, and I found too much similarities between me and him already (the emotional pain, esp.).
--> it's amazing how people of different time and place with no relation at all could have a similar life. I think it happens a lot. Somehow I began to think that it's just how fate works. There is this pattern that we can trace. So, there's no need to worry.
Then there was my first highway-related dream. I don't think I need to recall it here. I can only say that, I began to believe in premonitory dreams and out-of-body experiences after I had this one...
My conclusion was that these highway bridges was meant to represent changes... the position of the bridges,my approaches to those bridges, my locations...
Change is near. Indeed.
Lately i have been dreaming of going on a solo backpacking trip, somewhere in a land of grassy open fields. I got tired and found a bridge as a shelter. A bridge was never meant to be a proper shelter for a girl. They were meant for beggars. Criminals. outcast. Definitely not me on a bacpacking trip. Yet somehow I did not mind. Though I tried hard to convince myself that I would not mind, my body willing moved to the place under the bridge, and allow itself to rest. My mind was weary and wandering, and my sleep was uneasy. Then I woke up feeling even more restless, considering the fact that Kurt Cobain used to live under a bridge, and I found too much similarities between me and him already (the emotional pain, esp.).
--> it's amazing how people of different time and place with no relation at all could have a similar life. I think it happens a lot. Somehow I began to think that it's just how fate works. There is this pattern that we can trace. So, there's no need to worry.
Then there was my first highway-related dream. I don't think I need to recall it here. I can only say that, I began to believe in premonitory dreams and out-of-body experiences after I had this one...
My conclusion was that these highway bridges was meant to represent changes... the position of the bridges,my approaches to those bridges, my locations...
Change is near. Indeed.
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