I am feeling so down lately. Not sure is it the pregnancy thing. I have no mood to do anything except sleeping and laze around. I feel like I have dropped from very high buildings to a very deep hole underneath the ground. There is nothing there, only a glimpse of sunlight.
I had a dream last night. I dreamt of my mom’s fascination of keeping a bear, tiger, crocodile, hippo and a huge tortoise in our backyard. She even digs a swimming pool to accommodate these creatures. I only remember I was the only one who protested her action furiously. She would walk to the pool daily to visit them. No one dares to approach the backyard and it was so dirty and deserted. I wonder if this dream tells me that I am afraid of something.