We were in an old style house like grandma’s. It was probably daytime and we were eating the meal. Next to me was a little boy around 2 years old and I helped him to eat. Because if he eat rice first he gonna be sleepy soon, so I picked up the vegetables speedily with spoon and fed him. He ate , and I felt happy. After eating almost half of the meal, he said with his high-tone and one tempo slowed sweet voice as always “I am full!” . When I heard that voice, I was filled with a kind of affection.
That was a strong feeling as I sometimes experience in my dream. I recognize this kind of dream by a succession of the emotion after waking up. And it often affects my real life.
Yes, I know him in person who is calm, pure, good at catching my attention but in a subtle, quiet way. We shared the emotional atmosphere among us. I am sorry for not being able to keep hold of him. Only hope he will have a warm future. my sweet boy..
