Little dreams that doesn't make much sense

Ok. I said I won't share these stories about my weird dreams. But since you're reading constantly my blog...well I suppose, and it's fine, I think I wanted to share it with you.

I have this recurring dream, you know, if that's how you call it. It happens every year since I was seventeen. There's nothing big deal about it actually, but I don't know 'cause I feel weird about it. It wasn't vivid at all, nothing really specifically about, but as far as I can recall, it was like this:

My first dream was like I was in a hilly small place chasing this running boy wearing an army green suit and a parachute on his back heading to the cliff and was like about to jump. I was like calling him "hey! hey!" that I was so curious who he was. I was expecting to see his face when he turn around, but he didn't.

The second one was in a baseball field. Just that. Standing stiff in the middle of this baseball field, but I was hugging this boy so tight that I have no idea who he is. He's a tall white guy, quite skinny, quite lean, wearing a light denim jeans, and white shirt. With brown hair, a lil bit curly. My head was on his shoulder facing his neck, and for dog's sake! Inside my dreams, I was like "who is this guy I'm hugging 'cause it just feels so good and I wanted to see his face." I so wanted to turn my head and look, but for some really weird reason I just can't. Until I woke up, and still I didn't know who he is.

The third one was with this white guy again. And again I don't know who he is. Actually it's quite getting normal to have him in my dreams. So we were totally strangers in my dream, he's like a random guy I passed by in a sidewalk and was surprisingly asked my name, introduced me with his friend, asked me on a weird date which happens to be us in a bus going somewhere. He wrote his name and number on my palm, as well as his friend but unfortunately I can't remember anything that he wrote except the name and handwriting of his friend, whose got the name JL. It's kind of a freaky date 'cause we were in a bus, and I was sitting on his lap, and he was like hugging me so tight telling me "I won't let you go."

And lastly, and the most recent was about this guy and this child. It was like I was watching this sort of parade somewhere in America, and there's a limo that's passing in front of me which happened to be inside is the guy I don't know who, and there was a kid inside too, about 4 years old, wearing a black suit and tie. Her nanny was carrying him, and I approached the kid because I find him so cute and was kinda playing with him. Her nanny happily asked the kid this way "Do you know who she is?" Then the baby said, "Is she the girl daddy was giving money?" And lastly, before I woke up, the nanny said, "NO! She's your mommy baby!"

Oh dream, please take me far far away.