Cruel of my brain and memories to dream about the late Miura Haruma.

I first saw him in the Japanese drama series "14 Year Old Mother" back in 2006 and his career and roles only grew higher and higher. And he quickly made his way to one of the most talented rising actor of his time.

The last show I watched of his was "Last Cinderella" in 2013 and unfortunately have not seen his later works since, but was keeping up with him on Instagram.

The news of his passing in 2020 was so shocking and it felt like he was only rising to newer heights of his career. It pains me to think about how much he was battling and how much those rising heights were contributing.

He is dearly missed by many. Thank you Miura Haruma and may you rest in peace.

Prefacing this post, that this dream was more funny and light-hearted, than it is sad. I woke up chuckling and when I told my sisters this dream, we were all laughing.

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So, last night I dreamt that I died in a fire that broke out of the college I was attending.

I had an out of body experience, my spirit was floating in the air looking down at my physical dead body being wheeled away.

I saw my 5 sisters mourning me. In my dream, I had stated before that when I die, I hope my body is in a funny body position. So when my sisters saw my body, they ended up laughing, in a heartfelt way: I died in a funny position... ! My dead body had its arms extended out, with the wrists dropping down. It was like the body froze in that position.

Anyway, spirit-me was bounded to the college premise, so I couldn't leave. I kept thinking to myself, this can't be real. Was I truly dead? Why am I still on this plane as a spirit?

Then dream-me got sad because I would never know how Final Fantasy 14 ended, haha.

Several days after, there were grieving sessions held at the school and in one of them, I saw my sister Amanda attending. I decided that well, if no one could see me, I might as well drift in and see how I am remembered.

But as soon as I sat in an empty chair, my spirit manifested to a physical body, someone completely different. Amanda did not recognize me. After the session, I went up to Amanda and told her that I was me! My physical body died, but spirit-me is still here, just now in this different body.

Amanda believed me right away. We tried to leave the premise, but every time a certain distance was met, I teleported right back to the college premise. Eventually, she told my other sisters and they were also quick to believe Amanda and "me".

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I woke up from the dream shortly after. It was a lot more light-hearted and comedic than it sounds I was chuckling waking up.

I think the dream was telling me that because my sisters and I have the utmost trust and beliefs between each other, that even in a different body, they know that I am still me. They will love me just the same.

My sisters are my biggest supporters. We are second generation immigrants who grew up and overcame many obstacles. They are my warriors and I am theirs.

Brain, stop making me dream about Zenos...

Hello 2024! It's Christmas Eve today and I am popping in to say that well... I have not started a dream log on here after all. I wish to do better in 2025. I also plan to revamp several of my websites to bring them up to date and reflect my aesthetics more true and closer to myself.

Thank you for sticking with me all these (quiet) years.

Hello!

I'll be using this officially to log in my dreams, thus this will become a dream log.

They might be long and elaborated. Or, they might be short and incoherent.