A Dream Affair

I rarely dream. Maybe because I rarely get into a deep sleep, or so I thought. Or my mind has nothing new, interesting or profound to process on that particular day. Perhaps I should read up on the mechanisms of dreams and anything along those lines to understand it better.

A few nights ago, I had one of those precious moments of dreaming in my sleep which left a flutter in my heart. It has been a while since I felt this jittery. The kind of feeling where the world feels so nice and that you are walking on the clouds sort of thing. The best thing is the memory of the dream did not fade away and I could still remember a huge chunk of it even after I woke up. In fact, the impact was so strong that I long to meet this notable character again in my sleep.

In dreamland, I am single. The vibe just seems like it in there and I was assuming the role as a university student. I live alone in a rented dilapidated room which I managed to redecorate under a budget to make it look like a really nice place to stay with my fairy lights, feathery rugs , comfortable bed sheets and cute home living accessories. I was apparently a loner with no close friends until this man, also from uni stepped into my life.

He was tall and his face had very pointy features. He had keen eyes, a sharp nose, a small band of thin moustache over his lips and stood out handsomely with a nice build. He was not hugely muscular but he had that athletic aura and shape underneath his long sleeve shirt. The chest was full if you get what I mean. His hair was short but not army-like. It was at a nice length just above his nape of the neck. He had fair skin, a warm smile, a deep voice and strong looking hands with the veins sticking out. And if anybody is curious, no, he doesn’t look like Yeo Jingoo in Hotel de Luna. It is not the after-effect of the drama.

I couldn’t remember our exact conversation but it led to him saying, ” I really like you, I want to know you better”and spend all my hours with you. Time passed in dreamland and suddenly we were very close. Something like Teman Tapi Mesra (TTM). He helped me fix stuff in my room, painted the walls etc. From what I gather, we were never s3xually involved, not even exchanging hugs or him stealing a kiss but he was there most of the time. And I felt safe with him. He accompanied me while I study, he got me food and cute stuff, he walks me back to my place, he listens to my woes but what got me fascinated with him in dreamland was the way he looked at me. I felt admired, loved (sayang) and cared for.

Of course in reality I get all these attention and comfort from my dear husband too. Minus the jitters because you have gotten so accustomed to each other. It was only later when I woke up I felt a bit guilty for feeling so overjoyed with how my Dream Man treated me. I was his queen. It almost felt like I was having an affair with a 3rd party.

I tried to find him again in my dream having forced myself going back to sleep again but he didn’t resurfaced. Maybe in another dream episode one day.

HoboMinci. Completed the 1st half, going into my second A5 Cousin Avec

“Hobonichi means Almost Everyday”

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I call mine my #HoboMinci. And so far the journaling game is still going on strong. I have a lot of reflections and activities to reminisce on, I guess. My choice of medium are similar to previous years – washi, stichers, colourful inks, instax photos… I tried to take up stamping but it’s too much effort for me. Although I do love to see people do it in Instagram.

My monthly page are usually very simple. My weekly pages are more detailed. I try to divide my weeks into a few categories.

Work.

Social Media.

Non-work daily To- Dos.

Weekends.

 

My daily pages are the most interesting. On certain days I have a lot to shout about. Or social meets to keep memories of.

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Sometimes it is just quiet. No words. Just washi or die cuts to fill the page.

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I ramble.

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I reflect on religion or important stuff.

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I write down memorable quotes.

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Sometimes I give movie reviews.

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Or extending a thought from a book I read.

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Sometimes it a Pinky and The Brain moment as I elaborate on my plan. Like the iftar get together a few months ago.

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In short, there is never just a single way on how you choose to fill up your Hobonichi. In Malaysia, there is only a handful of us using Hobonichi. Price is a major factor. Furthermore, journaling or diary keeping is just not everybody’s cup of tea. Despite that, we still find joy in our little group called Planner Addicts Malaysia on Facebook. We get to mingle with fellow planners using other brands of journals. And if I need a more international take to my #hoboMinci – I have the Rainbowholic FB group for inspiration.

I heard there’s a Jibun Techo out there. I am keen to explore that as well. We will see.

 

Ohayou HoboMinci

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My Hobominci is a Hobonichi Techo 2017. It took me about a month to read about it. Another week browsing the website and making decisions. And finally just a few minutes to click ‘add to cart’ , fish out my credit card from my purse and wait for the yellow package to arrive.

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Most planneraddicts are raving about how functional and wonderful this Japanese planner is. The Japanese are after all widely known as being systematic. We have been adapting their style and systems of work into our daily practice. The 5S stuff remember?

Although bullet journaling is the more popular option in my current planneraddict group – I feel it is time consuming for myself because of my job restrictions. Then I saw a beautiful blogpost explaining the Hobonichi. I loved it instantly. I wanted it more than any Neelofar Hijab.

I chose a blue cover for my A6 HoboMinci. I wanted something I could stuff in my bag. A cute little one.

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Plenty of pockets to store stickers, washi and paper clips. Perhaps a note here and there?img1476794341512.jpg

It has a plastic cover on top of the leather cover. A ziplock area is at the back  – I can put photos or quotes or doodles there.

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I used this section as a habit tracker. See how in December I have failed in certain habits. Uh-oh. The Monthly section will be put to good use as I skim through my activities for the month. I could get an overview of what I should prepare for the month.

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I also loved that now I have a page for my daily planning. I’d put my schedule on the left side of the planner whilst the right side or any space on the page for my quotes or thoughts. Adorned with colourful washi and stickers.

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On the start of every month, there’s an empty page. I am going to use it for my highlights of the month. For instance, send a birthday card or read a particular book. Perhaps enroll in a new class or skill workshop. 😛 It can be like a dashpage to list down priorities of the month.

THE CONS : I need to set it up to suit the local scene which means I need to put down the national holidays and school holidays manually. penting tau long weekend. Sometimes nothing particularly interesting happen on that day – so I end up writing random quotes and thoughts – which can be boring. finally it is expensive especially with the weak ringgit. In fact I’ve been thinking, if I really love this system I might consider a faux hobo next year but of course nothing beats the real deal right?! mestilah nak yang ori..