My dreams do not lie

Last night, I had a most beautiful dream. In my dream, you were with me. Hand-in-hand, we were touring around the city. The city appears to be Singapore. I seem to have gone back in time to my childhood place....it was my beloved grandparents' home. It was a beautiful house in a really nice suburbs. It was also the house where I had grown up in. At once, I felt the tranquility of childhood. I felt perfect peace. You were with me, baby, in my childhood home, only that it felt so real and so natural.

We were looking for a big house to live in. We went to check out a few houses in the neighborhood. All the houses have 7 bedrooms. They were all beautiful to look at. Most importantly, we were happy together. There was total peace in my heart, and yours. So why did you tell me you do not feel at peace, baby? My dream does not lie to me....

When I woke up, I wiped away the tears from my eyes. It was such a beautiful dream. I wish I didn't have to wake up.

Since I was a little girl, dreams find me easily at night. They all give me a special message - and hope. I believe in my dreams. I believe the stars above convey special messages to me through dreams. That's why I'm here in New York City, the place I dreamed of long ago. I dreamed of coming to the US to pursue further studies. I dreamed of being a journalist in Manhattan. And now, my dreams have all become reality.

Without dreams, I won't be here. I won't be real.

At night, when I sleep, I connect with the stars above. Because they know my dreams and give me hope.