Dreams on Dreams

Did it ever occur to you to dream the same dream you dreamt years ago?

I did. Thrice.

The firs time was in college. I was stressed out of my thesis, organizing a journalism seminar, and doing some extra- curricular on the side. I barely slept, or if I had a chance, it would only be for a few hours. One night, after finishing a chapter for my research, I dozed off in our couch to rest for a while.

The dream was set inside a building. Everything was white and bright, kind of blinding. I found myself riding an escalator going up, so I thought everything was normal. After a while, I've realized that it still hasn't reached the top. The way down looked really steep. I turned back around and saw the staircase getting narrower as it ascends. Panic rushed inside me. Where am I? What is happening? When will I reach the top? I had a lot questions in my mind. I looked around one more time. The light was hurting my eyes. I can't see things clearly.

For a moment I thought I was in heaven. That I was dead. It got me even scared. 'Did I die in my sleep? No. This can't be happening.', were the things that ran in my head. The staircase was still moving, though slower than its normal pace. Still, I can't see the end of the escalator.

I was on the brink of tears. I forced myself to wake up, but I failed. I didn't move an inch. I was scared of something I didn't even know. I just stood there and waited for the ride to end. Until I saw someone walking up to me. Like everything else, I can't see his face. It was a blur. I figured he was a man because he was tall, short-haired, and wore manly clothes. When he reached my side, he gave me a smile, but not the creepy kind. It was weird, but it felt reassuring. Then I was okay. Later on, he took my hand and held it. I did not budge. Only then did we reach the top.

And then I woke up.

I was relieved to have woken up.

After some time, I forgot about it, like most of my dreams. Until I dreamt of the exact same thing in the escalator, years after it first happened. That time, I was going through some rough patch in my relationship. I was shocked to have seen it again.

Three days ago, I dreamt of it again. This time, I'm thinking of switching careers and finding what I really want to do in life.

Maybe it's Déjà vu. I don't know.

I finally decided to tell someone about it. I was really bothered, too. It's strange to dream about something thrice, right? When my friend heard my story, he told me a positive interpretation of it. He said that the white light and the brightness meant success, and the me going up in the escalator signified my path towards reaching the top. He also said it may take time, because my pace was slow. The man, on the other hand, symbolized someone who would help get to my dreams. He may also be God guiding me through my journey.

His explanation was comforting. I realized he may be right. The dream was a good sign. I'm not really superstitious, but I see nothing wrong believing that good things are going to happen in my life. Also, I've dreamt about it when I was in a bad state, moments when I'm stressed or confused. The dream could be something to lift up my spirit, help me get back up and face whatever's coming my way.

Maybe I should really get out of my box I am in right now and ride that escalator. See where it will lead me.

Maybe leaving will be the start of my journey to the light of success.

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