Chapter 3: It Came Into My Dream

November 30, 2008 at 2:15 pm Leave a comment

Few days ago I hurt someone’s pride. He is my supervisor in my work place where I worked as an intern. Actually I admire him, I always think that he is a great guy. But I really never thought that in the end of my internship I would cause such a trouble that will cause a deep disappointment of a guy that I adored.

He misunderstood what I wrote as a joke in my online journal and he took every single of my playful words there seriously. The misunderstanding was pretty bad and it caused me mixed feelings; anger, sadness and guilt turned into one emotion. But that trouble has passed and I’ve apologized to him directly.

Few days have passed…

I thought after apologizing to him, I would feel better and fine. Well for a couple of days it is. But why last night I got a dream about me apologized to him again? That dream was so real until I still can remember how it goes now.

The weird fact, apologizing in dream is so much easier than in the real life. In that dream I could apologize and explain every single thing about what I mean in my previous harsh writing to him. But in the real life, I couldn’t even talk properly.. I got numb and speechless talking to him.

This is how I learned not to mess with anyone. It will leave nothing but a bad mark.

He might accept my apologize and say that everything is cool but in fact will everything be back to normal just as easy as throwing rubbish to the trash can?

I am not sure.

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