Dad

Dad, Hearing your voice today tells me that I have to be strong and that I have to win this battle. I will dad. Thank you for your love. I will be strong, I will fight...

I love you dad. 

Dream

He started asking me questions about my personal life, well it's more of a confirmation whether there were any truth to all the things that were told to him. I was speechless and couldn't say a word. My mouth wanted to confess but my mind will not.  I could not remember the rest of the conversation that happened after, all I remember was I felt relieved when I realize that it was all but a figment of my imagination.

But it made me ask myself, who told him stories about me? Did he ask someone to add me up on Facebook? Twitter? or did he do some research online about me and found my blogsite?  I don't know. What's real to me now is that my dream is subconsciously reminding me of my greatest fear.

Question now is, what's next?