Yesterday I had an extremely weird dream. You know sometimes you dreamt about those who have passed away but often these dream didn't left me feeling confuse and they didn't affect me a lot. I dreamt about my dearly departed friend, A. Mind you, I never dreamt about him before and I wasn't thinking about him before I sleep. A was my secondary school classmate. He was a very smart guy and 3 of us with another classmate always in close competition for the number 1 spot in class. He was also the head prefect during my time. He's so smart that sometimes it gets annoying arguing with him. We weren't that close personally and after we left school, we never really kept in touch but without fail, every festive season he will send a text wishing me well. Every year. Every festive season. Without fail. So he holds a special place in my heart for his thoughtfulness. The last I heard of him, he was pursuing PhD in our hometown. I was happy for him as he is