In Between Daydreams | ongoing

I think of you in the hours when the world is half-asleep and the sun barely kisses the tip of the sky.

To me, the dawn makes up the rest of the day.

— JC's Letters to LG

Ever since she got into an accident that wiped out all of her memory from the past, 25-year-old Liliana has always felt like a stranger in her body. The mind-numbing rat race of the corporate world has helped her.

But what she really looks forward to are her nightly dreams. Every night, as far as she can remember, she dreams of an entire new life-the kind where she lives by the sea. She dreams of faces and memories that feel all too real.

Most importantly, she dreams of those earthy brown eyes. Sometimes they're running through a meadow, eating ice cream, other times her dreams were far too intimate. But every time she wakes up, she can never remember his face.

Until one night, she slips a little bit deeper into sleep than usual and back into a world she's always dreamt of. But something was different this time. She.. felt like she wasn't dreaming anymore. And in the next second, she saw herself walk into a bedroom. It felt strange. Like she knew this place. And then she saw him. Those same brown eyes she's always dreamt about. But there was something wrong.

He wasn't smiling this time, no.
He looked pale as a sheet. The shock suffused into disbelief, then longing and agony.
And then came the anger.