A Dream of Anger vs. Life of Happiness
I had a dream. In my dream, I was in the midst of a grossly unfair situation that nobody around me seemed to care about. I felt it was my duty to set things right and I was just working myself into a fit of indignation when I woke up. My first thought was – “oh, no no! I’ve not finished yet. I have to go back in”.
In that fuzzy state between sleep and wakefulness, I remember vaguely trying to put myself back to sleep. I felt cheated that I woke up before I had the chance to mete out justice and set things straight.
I guess, I still continue to choose right over happy… 😀