Had an interesting dream yesterday. I dreamt that I'm a patient suffering from some cancer or whatever. Then going to have an operation tomorrow(GMT+dream). The operation only has a 50% success rate.

At that time I was like, so hopeless. Either don't go for the operation and live for a mere measly one month, or take a gamble and go for the operation, which could result in a death that you didn't even know of. Dying on the operation table while you're in coma.

Sometimes when this happens to our close ones or to people you know of, we would tell them to be optimistic, and go for the operation... believing that he or she would come out fine, operation was a big success. Easy for us to say, but to the patient themselve, this was not so easy...

I guess, this is because of a basic instinct in us, fear of death. In the dream, I fully understand this feeling. When I woke up, I'm so glad and lucky then I have a healthy body. I cherish lives even more now.

Signing off:
Kirra

Penned by: Kirra