Dream 2011.10.17

It's like the same old days
Wendy wakes up first, breakfast then goes to work, then wincy's turn
I m watching aside as if no one knows I m here
Then I go to the living of mom, see her sleeping on her bed like the old days
I go to the bed, lie beside her, she talks to me her hands touches my hair, it just liked happening as in childhood 
I try to hear her, irresistibly say 'I miss you' 
I realize it is a dream, the time is frozen n I wake up, it's 830am