A Pleasant Dream

"That is the true genius of America, a faith in the simple dreams of its people, the insistence on small miracles. That we can say what we think, write what we think, without hearing a sudden knock on the door. That we can have an idea and start our own business without paying a bribe or hiring somebody's son. That we can participate in the political process without fear of retribution, and that our votes will be counted—or at least, most of the time."

—Barack Obama

I was rudely awaken by the alarm clock this morning at 6:45am. It is not frequent that I get pleasant dreams when I sleep. In my dream I saw the exact scenario above, with the exception of the word "Malaysia" instead of "America" in the paragraph.

Too bad it was just a dream, but what was I thinking?

Who knows, one of these days it will become a reality... but I doubt it very much.