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For the longest time, I had been having dreams relating to work. Until last night...

There I was, tossing and turning in bed. Finally, the exasperation of being unable to sleep drove me to storm out of my room. I then entered the room next to mine. And there I saw N.K. a former classmate of mine. Weird... he's a co-tenant?

It was daytime. The sun was glowing through the glass window. I looked around and found the scene all too familiar (I now realise it's the same setting of my brother's room in our old house). I grumbled to N.K. about my inability to sleep and sat on his bed. There were plenty of pillows by the side of the bed. Yellow ones, they were.

I'm not sure if I was talking to N.K. All I could remember was staring at the sun's rays on the pillows. "They look golden," I thought. It stayed that way was as though I was slowly inducted into a hypnosis...

I finally fell asleep.

When I woke up, the room was empty. I looked at the pillows again. There they were, lying neatly in a row, untouched. I left them as they were and stepped out of the room.

I saw my brother in the living room. He was bending over to fix the wiring of the television, maybe. He looked... just like he did back in the old days. When I was much younger, in primary school.

We didn't talk.

I made my way back to my room and then I woke up.

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I guess even my subconscious self is dreaming of a restful sleep...