Like a calling

I woke up last night in a sweat.

It was one of those dreams I didn’t know would ever bother me as much as it did. Perhaps it was because it was this change that I abruptly went through in the last 2 weeks.

I dreamed that I was really hungry. So hungry that the first food I had a quick glance at, I picked up and ate like a child with no manners. After gnawing and sucking on that piece of food to the bone, I looked down at my hands and realised I had just finished off a chicken wing.

I woke up feeling guilty. Really guilty. Normally it didn’t matter. But somehow, that dream wasn’t a dream. It was close to a nightmare.

I woke up last night in a sweat.

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