Last night I had this really peculiar dream: I was arguing with this person. Trying to tell her my point of view. She was silent. But as I was trying to talk to her, it was like my voice couldn't come out of my mouth. I finally had the chance to confront her and finally letting everything out but my voice was just not there. Other people were with me as well. They were saying I was right. That one just doesn't need to behave like she did. I was breathless, scared, blurred, completely exposed. And then she stood up. She was so tall and I was just like a kid watching her from beneath her and all I could say was: Just please say you're sorry at least.

Say you're sorry.

But she didn't do anything.  She just kissed me on my forehead and went away.

Dreams are really fascinating. They have the powerful ability of telling us how we really feel. All the fences we spend loads of time building up just crumble under their amazing spell.

But the question is: Why do we dream in the first place?

Why do we need to dream and experiencing situations we just run off from in our real life?

Of course we are desperately attracted to what we deny us of but, isn't it all some sort of hurting-us-to-feel-pleasure kinda thing?

I just know that I don't wanna give up on my fences. I believe in my fences and most importantly: I rely on my fences!

I can't let myself being vulnerable and defenceless.

I just can't.

Not even in my dreams…