It's been years since I've last remembered my dreams.  I don't know why, but it seems that I have lost my ability to recall them as I grew older.  When I was a 3-year old kid, I often had this dream, which seems very real, about wandering around our neighborhood accompanied by my guardian spirits (I sometimes see Satan, but he can't hurt me nor can my guardian spirits hurt him).  Today, I'll try to bring back that "skill" because I could just imagine the many possibilities I can do in my dreams.  I'm no longer a 3-year old kid, so my motivations *ehem* are no longer innocent. Hehe.