Dream Journal - KHJ. Day 11.

So everything started four years ago.
This time not a night dream.
Various versions of the same scene with the boys.
Five short letters written with love.
Heartbreaking reactions.
Fire and ice in your eyes.
A never-ending bridge.
Like a red thread.
Unmyeong.

Dream Journal - KHJ. Day 10.

Relatively peaceful images.
Relaxed body.
A hint of nostalgia.
The white headsets.
And then... the thrills and the restlessness.
The sparkling lights.
The long look into the mirror.
Everything will be all right.
Nae soneul jaba.

Dream Journal - KHJ. Day 9.

Almost falling off the couch. I laughed with my eyes closed.
So deep the dreams, that I moved into bed only at 5 in the morning.
The full team reunited as one.
As always, your intriguing statue-like expression.
The warmth of the boys.
Sinful thoughts.
The crushing memory of that year when you could have become what you were meant to become.
One day, this needs an explanation.
Why was the door closed? 

Dream Journal - KHJ. Day 8.

Dubbing...
Warriors. Again.
The silver ring with a ribbon.
Overdrive.
Specters through the haze.
Fear of rejection. 

Dream Journal - KHJ. Day 7.

Much needed hiatus.
New things about who you really are and who you really want to be.
Paper, scissors, rock. Rock?
The complete shutdown.
The strand of gray hair.
Stunning, modest and smart? Impossible.
The vibrato from your voice. It is there, but hidden. It wants to get out.
Open up.

Dream Journal - KHJ. Day 6.

A night of one-sided confessions. Tough ones. On that frail edge which slips into madness and desperation.
When you hang on things with the horrific anticipation that nothing can be done anymore.
When hope becomes a measure of craziness.
Hey... Hey... Break it... Break it... Break it down!

Dream Journal - KHJ. Day 5.

Lots of turmoil in this one.
The library seemed like a perfect place for reading a letter about being small and insignificant.
The endearing wave of cheerful memories when you still could smile.
Then the empty big jars ready to be filled up.
The red and sparkling diamond-shaped wound.
The two ants running away.
Trying to break the chain made by warriors.
Apayo.

Dream Journal - KHJ. Day 4.

The two fortresses of Mtri and Ptri. You tell me what they are.
Your stubborn profile. The determination to continue.
The solitude.
O to kara go heyo. I think the cry crossed at least three oceans and back.
The three parallel lines mark on the right cheek. Long, short, long again.
Does it mean anything?
Find.

Dream Journal - KHJ. Day 3.

Dead like sleep. Much needed after the last days of complicated internal travels.
Still... The Osaka moment was running in the background like an annoying mosquito.
The 'o' in a love like this.
Kneeling crushed in the sea waves.
The need to be worshiped one more time.

Dream Journal - KHJ. Day 2.

The annoying pain in the left leg tibia.
All your songs in a big white box.
No people around.
The byte mark on the right cheek.
The obsessive dorangada in the background.
Can it get more bizarre than this? 

Dream Journal - KHJ

Finally the channels opened up. The charity setting kind of puzzled me. Your presence, of course not. I called you and you came. The power of dreams world is still... unbreakable. Though...why the comforting arms of the Prince? And the protecting blanket?
What are you trying to tell me? Your story?
What am I trying to tell you? My story?

To be continued...