I dreamt of Dad last night. Right after I managed to get into slumberland at 1am.

It was a dream where he was standing on the thin metal staging of a tall building in construction. I was aghast to see him standing there without proper safety gear! And he was telling me, 'It's part of my job. Don't worry, I'll be fine.' Fine?? Standing there, trying to balance himself from about 20 storeys high on a metal beam?? I was screaming for him to get back .. and suddenly I woke up, realised it was a dream and muttered 'Astaghfirullah' repeatedly. It seemed so real, I was on the verge of a breakdown. I didn't care what time it was in Dubai, I immediately grabbed my handphone and smsed him. Waited for his reply, but didn't get any ...

Just a few minutes ago, I called Mum to give him a call and update me. Oh I'm so worried ... what was the dream trying to tell me? I'm friggin' worried now, I can't focus on anything else.

Waiting anxiously for updates. Update me Mum ...

And she waves goodbye...

2:31 am