IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS NIGHT
I am supposed to be back in camp for COS duty in less than three hours time but my beauty sleep just only got disrupted by this disturbing dream I had:
That this great girl’s father knew my father and he truly adored me.
It felt real and wonderful but the dream got too farfetched I woke up, started thinking and became really agitated at not being able to fall asleep again.
But still, I miss this girl who is having a great time elsewhere.
Where is the peace and tranquility?
