felt real for I went near the mentor I have always loved dearly for we were allowed to ask any questions; the line intensified and then it was my turn, the clock was a ticking bomb to my heart attack-- I was panicking, thinking of a question to ask then suddenly these words poured out, "Ma'am, is it okay if I fall in love again?" My mentor just looked at me, and shrugged her shoulders with a sigh of irritation.
Maybe it was a sign that I was still not ready, to fall in love again.
I make it a habit to jot down my dreams as soon as I awake. Here is one.