I was sitting in dark room watching a video that someone made being projected onto the wall. The theme of the video was supposed to be a brief overview of modern history. The presenter unconvincingly apologized for portraying the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki with rapidly flipping animated sprites of an explosion with a background of a black and white photo of an aerial view of the cities. (“That wasn’t very tact” as she put it.)

We were waiting for class to begin as we sat around the table that occupied most of the space in the room. A dog was next to my seat and licked my right hand when I held it out. I received a an e-mail notification on my phone from my bank detailing that there had either been suspicious activity on my account or that my balance was in the negative. I quickly opened the Chase app to check my balance but was unable to connect to the Internet.

I was sitting on a sandbar far from the shore that separated the sea from the incoming freshwater. I could spot several family members on the beach and in the freshwater side of the barrier. Looking to the ocean side, I saw something that resembled a pufferfish in the water. The water on this end was extremely deep and I felt a great urge to simply fall in to catch the gray fish.

Our mom told us that there was water in the “cupet” and we corrected her with “cupboard”.

It was night time and we were on a docked boat. One could enter the interior both from the door and a ladder that went straight down. I told my brother and sister-in-law that this was how they prevented flooding. They replied that they were sorry for always eating on the deck, bringing colonies of ants onto the boat.

I large pendulum was swinging in a circular fashion through the balcony of the second floor of a blue building n the side of the plaza. It was a sunny day and I remember trying to make sense of what I was looking at as we drove(?) by.

I had just gotten home from class and set my bag down on my bed. My dad came in and ask if I wanted to go for a swim, an offer which I declined. But I knew it however, I was in a car and heading to a swimming pool. My mother, father, and I were now in a hotel room and my mom asked what was the point of wearing socks if I was just going to take them off. I explained that I wore them solely for the purpose of wearing them with my shoes.

My mom and I were walking out of our house and down a large set of stairs. We were heading to a family dinner but when we got to the door of our destination, she told me to go back to the house and get her hat as she had forgotten it in her car. The hat was a neon green beanie. “Well, I’ll need the keys right?” I asked. She insisted that I did not need any keys to get into the house and that I just needed to show my ID. “Oh, so there’s always a security guard there?” I asked in response. She answered with a terse “yes”.

It was assumed that our clones were running around in the building. I had climbed up to the roof of a chapel that was filled with art pieces. Most of the exhibit was composed of orange lines on white canvases of different sizes arranged around the chapel. I started going up the ladder to highest interior point but a childhood friend was in the way. We didn’t seem to acknowledge each other but I yielded and gave up trying to go up.

I walked up the reception desk and told them that I had reserved a room at the hotel. The receptionist gave me my key and informed me that check-in will stop at 11PM due to their rooms reaching maximum capacity. She also told me to call the front desk in case there were any problems with the water.