In my dreams, I dream of bonfires in northern Europe, New Years, a strange language, and my deepest pursuit, that we meet, that I can speak Portuguese in my dreams, and that the age is chaotic. The woven characters have no faces but the development of the story makes my heart aches, and I wake up feeling lost and empty.
I also dreamed that my parents were very young.
This movie is always one of the top ten in my heart. In a chaotic time and space, or in a dream that can't be calmed down for a long time, the feelings and emotions are infinitely free. In the poorest childhood, I dreamed that there was a small door on the back wall of my bungalow. After entering, it was beautiful furniture. My mother made me fried rice with shrimp. I grew up a little later, because I liked a lot of stars in the 2010 World Cup, looked at various world geographic atlases, and had all kinds of fantasies about Europe and South America. In my dream, I went to Monte Cristo in Rio de Janeiro or the Belém Tower in Lisbon. Or to Amsterdam, the Netherlands. My subconscious understands me the best, and every dream is the most elusive for me.
I am still very young, and I don’t know what I will dream about in the future. I just think that sleep accounts for one-third of my life, and those illusions that are either heart-breaking or extremely tender will also be assembled into our whole life.
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