I dreamt of Paolo. Joining a talent show, with painting as his talent. Although I'm pretty sure he was creating unorthodox artwork, and somehow he incorporates food into these. I can't tell you specific details now, my memory in itself is a little fuzzy. Oh, and he was playing the piano beautifully, with cherry blossoms serving as his backdrop. I remember calling him Arima Kousei from the anime Your Lie in April (Shigatsu Wa Kimi no Uso). He was just that to me. He was the Kousei to my Emi. He was the Kousei who transfixed me with his words. He was the Kousei who made me see sunflowers whenever he spoke.
I remember going up onstage, either to greet him or take my seat. I went up the stage while he was still performing and I basically disrupted his performance. I began to realize this and hastily ran towards the edge. He stopped me in my tracks and pointed at how the stage seemed to be elevated and yet lacked a staircase. He told me to go the other way, and so I did.
This is the part where my memory becomes a little blurry. Only flashes of recognition surface every now and then: nurses, high chairs, a fire, pigs in a barn, and an accelerated feeling.
Update: I just found out that today is actually his birthday (!!!) I genuinely think this is a sign because I had never dreamt of him before and the first time I do is on his birthday. God give me strength.
