I was held back along with 5 or so other people in some stranger’s house against our will. It was a rather old house, one that was very susceptible to termite damage. And moldy. In fact it was very damp. Moss was growing on the bed frames and for some reason we were tasked with creating miniature ecosystems in our rooms. Each person was responsible over maintaining their own, although all of them resembled swampy environments. We would sometimes give each other excess plants or insects to enrich each others’ habitats. I remember how earlier I was fishing for mudskippers with my dad at a small pond of a garden where a wedding was taking place.