It was the Thursday morning when I woke up with a hangover from the night before. And yes, it was in Kuala Lumpur when it happened.

I was alone in the hotel room(nah, don’t worry it isn’t one of those freaky hotel stories), exempted from the day’s meetings(I didn’t even realise I had an entire free day to myself, which I made good use by going to the hot desks in the KL office to.. work).

I dreamt I was bloody, and I was soaked in blood… from the time of the month.

It felt so bloody real, and it jolted me awake.

I felt a heaviness in the head(darn the alcohol), and felt instantly a little sulky.

I needed a toilet break.

I immediately looked at the bed. Nothing.

In the toilet, checked my panties, nothing.

And then, when I was done peeing, I saw… well, blood.

And immediately, the cramps hit me.

I mumbled how untimely it was.. since I was still in KL, and that I was suffering from an unmistakeable hangover, a need to finish some work, and… the cramps!

That late afternoon, I would be lugging my notebook and luggage and bag around KL, taking the MRT-equivalent to KL Sentral, before taking the KLIA express to the airport.

I immediately dug for my life-saving pack of painkillers, and went back to catch a little nap, feeling extremely manja.

Of course, I was also remembering how Potato mentioned about her dream. So strange! My body caught the signs before I had to bring dirty laundry up the plane and back to SG.

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When I took my plane back from KL to SG, something strange happened too.

When the plane was landing, I closed my eyes for a bit(from the exhaustion) before the plane touched the ground.

I think I might have dozed off for say, 30 seconds.

You know how sometimes you feel as if you dream almost immediately when you fall asleep?

In that 30 seconds, I had a dream.

In the dream, I was in the plane, and the overhead luggage cabin suddenly burst open. The one that was directly above me.

And then in the dream, the plane touched the ground, and the impact caused one big piece of luggage to fall out, landing right on me.

Then I blacked out in the dream and I immediately got startled awake.

I sat up, to realise the plane had yet to land, and I took a quick peek up. It was securely shut.

Just at this moment(seriously, I didn’t even have the time to sober up), I heard a gasp.

I turned to my left, and the lady right next to me, at the same row, across the aisle, was looking upwards.

The luggage cabin above her had fallen open suddenly.

A second later, the plane landed. And upon impact, a piece luggage fell out, and a passenger from behind immediately unbuckled his seat belt and reached for the falling piece as the lady cowered up.

Very deja vu, I tell you!

Then, he shut the compartment up.

I then felt goosebumps popping up all over my body, and was secretly saying my prayers for not having visions of a crashing plane or something.