The right person at the wrong time?

Last* night, I had a dream.

(*Not "yesterday night". Thank you, Dorcas, for the correction. Haha.)

In fact I had so many but this, being the more prominent.

[dream]

Collin and I were strolling along Clarke Quay and the time frame was that he has ORD-ed and is awaiting university admission soon.

Then somehow, perhaps triggered by his nonchalance in the dream, I initiated a break up because I wanted to meet more people and I wasn’t sure he would stay in the relationship after he enters uni.

He agreed promptly and I gathered he wants to meet other people too.

[/dream]

And the dream ended.

My subconscious talking to me? A foreboding? Perhaps insecurities?

Have you ever met someone way too early and hope you have met that person much later?

Or was it too ... late, for you?


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Sometimes people move on,

and I find myself tracing the footsteps left behind eons ago.