người đãng trí lúc nào cũng quên,

Last night I dreamed, it's a long time I couldn't remember my dreams after waking up.
My uncle was a banker being forceful in front of his poor pray (quarry, decoys, victims).

But today is a strange day. This morning, I've talked to my friend what I've just thought about. It's not like me, but it's weird that I feel that's exactly me. Like the way I have to live and I've looked for for a long time. Maybe it's hurt her, but that what I want to tell her straight.