My brother turns a quarter of a century old today. We used to compete over who drew better illustrations when we’re young (he’s far surpassed me in terms of digital painting now, as can be seen from one of his recent works above), and is now running a very cool design company with his pals. Visit his tumblr here, or if you’re the curious type, jump straight to dreamaccent.com

.-*:’.Happy Birthday Ric! *-+.’

I dreamt I was having flu and sneezing into a whole bunch of tissues, and my friend in a red shirt was saying he got a job in Hawaii. FML moment when I woke up.

I just had a weird dream, and in it, he was him and he wasn’t him. I was me and then it moved to a scene between two fictional characters. I wonder what the symbolism(s) meant.

I then had a dream of Doraemon’s magic tents, in the rain, which my brother set. One was a boys’ tent, a normal house, and the other was a girls’ tent, something which oscillates between a splendid castle and a run-down hut depending on the girl’s moods.