Sa gutom na sikmura

In my dream last night, Kuh Ledesma was singing a song. I haven't heard this song before, but it was talking about poverty or the plight of the poor.

Tetchie Agbayani was doing some presentational acting of the song. She was costumed as a taong grasa. She had a loaf of bread in her hands. She would pull a pinch of the bread, open her mouth, but throw it away. It was that part of the song that talked about how small the portions of food that the poor eat each day.

The taong grasa character wished for more bread, and from "off stage--from the wings" bread of all types were thrown her way, showering her with so much food. She was so happy. Then she wakes up and finds that it really wasn't bread that was thrown away, but dried leaves.

She begins to scold herself for thinking that dried leaves were bread. The song Kuh was singing was still playing, and the lyrics was saying, "Huwag ka nang magtanong. Sa gutom na sikmura ang dahong lanta tinapay ang mistula."

All of these were happening as if on a stage. I wondered about the magic of how the bread was magically transformed into dried leaves while I was "watching the performance live." I thought, "Hey, that's the Theater. Anything is possible." But I thought I ought to find out how exactly that was done just the same. Then the lyrics played again: "Huwak ka nang magtanong. Sa gutom na sikmura... dahong lanta tinapay ang mistula."

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I went to sleep last night at around 10:30. I woke up at 9:10 a.m. I can't even calculate how long I was conked out. I had several other dreams, aside from the weird one above.

Same night, different dream: Veck and I were walking somewhere in "Caloocan" but the streets were completely unfamiliar and wouldn't look like anything like the real Caloocan. We were on our way to my office, but I knew I haven't showered. Feeling uncomfortable, I told Veck I'll look for a restroom and shower quickly.

We happened upon a house. A car repairman was eying us. I knocked, and two girls with rather homely faces let me in, agreeing to allow me to shower in their bathroom. I left Veck standing outside as I squeezed through an opening under the door (it doesn't open) to get in. I took a last look at Veck standing outside, as the girls pointed where the bathroom is.

Their house turned out to be huge, as in huge. It's like the house was a series of rooms, one connecting to and from another, that stretched on and on. It seemed the house itself covered many blocks in that city.

I asked the homely girls, "Are you rich?"

She said, "Yes."

"Where's the bathroom?"

"It's there. It's there."

They kept leading me, and soon an old woman, who was their nanny, joined us. I slowly realized they were leading me away and away, further into the labyrinthian house. I realized I had to go back to Veck. She must be worried. What if the car repairman did something bad to her?

I made my escape. When I ran out of a window, out through a gate, I realized I was several blocks away from where I left Veck. I ran up the street, trying to remember the route we walked, but my legs felt leaden.

I realized the best way to get to her fast is to drop on all fours and run like a lion. Which I did. I ran like a lion, gaining speed and velocity, trying not to get confused in the streets, to get to where I left Veck, by the entrance into the house--the immovable door.

Dream ends.