It was time for lunch as I walked down to the music classrooms. I strolled past the empty white cubbies when I met a friend who was particularly bored. He complained that he didn’t know what to do. I suggested watching the only movie on a USB stick of unknown origin. It turned out to be a movie about the life of a butcher at a market. The other files in the memory stick were all of the digital assets used such as the interfaces and images on the screens in the movie.

The plane landed for a short layover somewhere in China. I walked out of the airport even though my next flight was boarding soon. As I walked down the stairs I ended up lining up for a rather crowded stall selling lunchboxes. I wasn’t sure what I wanted so I called for a custom order with chicken and curry over rice. I cancelled the order for beef and fish after realizing it would have been way too much. When I finished ordering, there was only about 20 minutes left before I had to board. I picked up my food when my number (61) was called and the person handing it to me asked how I managed to order the chicken with curry. I told her it was a custom order and walked away.

I was walking through the house until I noticed that I was in the middle of a game on my computer screen. We were just about to lose and I had no memory of ever starting the game. “Who logged me in?” I asked.

I sat up from bed and looked out of the window directly adjacent to me. There were a bunch on tourists aboard the boat in rather rough waters. I couldn’t tell if they were trying to look in but I pulled the curtains shut anyways. I went back to my nap.

It late at night and the supermarket was closing up soon. We were about to leave but I wandered off to another section of the store until I ended up in a mostly empty area. Along the perimeter there were large windows opening to empty storage spaces. I walked along the metal frames until people called my name from above. They were hanging out on the top empty shelf and seemed to be enjoying themselves. I climbed up and landed onto a bed with dark grey sheets. There was a window on one side to the morning street outside.

It was late out as we walked onto the roof. “I could cry”

I was writing a report on and making an exhibit for a once fabled “New Open Art Museum” that was situated in a three story house in the middle of the city. The house it was reportedly in was now empty and all that I could find out about it was based on secondhand information that wasn’t any much more credible than mere rumors.

I was playing a tower defense game on my phone that was still in beta. Partway through the game, the keyboard jumped up and I accidentally pressed the x key which for some reason was in the middle of the top row. It quickly switched to another game that appeared to be a hack and slash with placeholder graphics.

I was jumping from one part-time job to another. I finally landed in a security post where I had to chase down all the cars passing through the gate in order to ask the drivers to show their ID. I didn’t ask why we didn’t have to check the IDs for all of the passengers as well as I already had plenty to do on my hands.

There was a report on the news how Cathay Pacific had split from Hong Kong and was now on the offense against the People’s Republic of China. They had the support of the United States and the news reporter was mentioning how it was Taiwan’s chance to consider its relationship with the mainland once and for all.