I had a dream two nights ago. Maybe it was three nights ago. I don't know.

Dreams have this way of getting fuzzy.

Anyway... It was about Mark Cenite, and Nikki Draper's baby daughter.

Cenite was starring in Draper's documentary and sprawled in the same position of Gackt in this pic I have of him. Gackt, that is. Yeah. And he was talking to Draper's kid. Hell knows what they were talking about. Hell knows what happened next.

Dreams really do have this way of getting fuzzy.

I think I had another dream that night.

We were sitting in Rachel's garden, and a white car came and knocked an old man down.

Xinyao rushed to help out at the scene of the accident.

Everyone was watching by the side of the road. Some people were running. Some one was crying.

I thought it was the wife of the old man.

Turned out to be the daughter of the driver who knocked the guy down.

No one really knew what to do.

The ambulance came, missed the turn, and took another 10 minutes to get there.

The guy got carried away. Goodness knows if he survived.

That's the way dreams are, aren't they? They just get fuzzy, or you never really know what happens after that.

The lines between the world of the subconscious and the conscious are seriously so difficult to draw.

I think the second dream really did happen.

Did it?

Dreams have this way of turning fuzzy. Either that, or my mind really likes playing tricks on me.

If not, how could such an accident happen on a night with so much laughter and fun?

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