Left alone
I dreamt that I was in an airport.
I was waiting for my flight going to Japan. Tokyo.
While waiting, I was singing in front of other passengers, I think in the lounge or the bar of an airport. Do airports have those?
I got carried away singing, I did not watch the time.
It was 6:27pm when I checked my watch. The plane leaves at 6:30pm.
I ran towards the boarding area. I asked for them to wait. They said they’ll wait.
I went to get my belongings, which were a few backpacks, and, for some reason, two large hammers. About two feet long. The handle was made of dark wood. The head was black iron.
Carrying all those, I ran towards the boarding area again. I did not make it. My watch said 6:83pm. Weird.
I saw the plane leave.
One of the people behind the ticket counter was my friend who I do not trust anymore with my secrets.
I also saw my “crush” back in high school, and told her that she’s stupid and pathetic. Practically shouted at her for the whole airport to hear. I did that while running to the boarding area.
I wonder what my dream means.
I felt happy at first while singing. Then I felt rushed the running to and fro. Then the plane left, I felt defeated.
I note that I thought of the language barrier I would be having when I get to Japan.
