I was watching a television series with someone while sitting on the grass during a sunny afternoon. They asked me what the various Chinese characters that showed up throughout were and I had to admit that I didn’t know some of them. They continued talking about how they personally knew the producer of the show and met in person a few times.

We finished watching what seemed to be a Cantonese heist movie set in Thailand in our living room. We looked to the cabinets in our kitchen and saw some bags rustling about. We were pretty certain that a rat was eating our bread, or at least was attempting to bite through the plastic. When my dad and I approached, we noticed that it was one of those albino lab rats, suggesting it was something more akin to a lost pet. It quickly scurried onto the floor and the front door. My dad picked up the rat and plopped it into the toilet bowl after which it swam away on its own.

I walked into the cafeteria for a late night snack and the area was pretty populated for how late it was. The lighting was aggressively fluorescent as I made my order at the grill. For some reason, they also gave me some change for something I had supposedly bought a week ago. I told them that I remembered there being bills as well but it didn’t matter.

We wanted to figure out if art projects expanded with heat so we first had to set up the large coiled heater that was sitting in the middle of the classroom. I apologized for not coming to the lab section last week because I couldn’t find the room (I wasn’t aware that the location had changed). We first had to connect a thick cable to the heating unit and I asked why the two subwires didn’t need to be plugged in as well. Apparently just plugging in the central one was enough.

Our task was to find a reliable way to figure out the length of “perceived time” while watching a video of two people talking outside of a cafe. We were to somehow see if political affiliation would affect how much time someone thought had passed during the 5 minute clip.

There were about three or four drunk people in the living room while I was simultaneously massaging my clenched jaws and writing code. I was on a cushion with some kind of computer program that narrated my current surroundings a text-based adventure game. “What the fuck is this?” someone asked, pointing at my screen. “What’s what?” I replied. I wasn’t quite sure what the issue was, after all it wasn’t really any of their business. “‘What was once a drink?’ who talks like that?” was their attempt at clarification. I still wasn’t sure what they were blabbering about for I knew for a fact that string of words never appears in my code. I showed them the raw code and attempted to tell them that this is everything that could ever surface when running the program and more, but they seemed to refuse to listen.

When I looked back from the seat that I got out from, I realized that everyone sat facing the same way and that I was now in front of them. I am not sure why at that moment I felt compelled to ask what everyone thought was the takeaway of the book we were reading. I had initially only gotten up to get some water but now I couldn’t sit back down as everyone was actually answering the question.

I was at the airport when the fire alarm went off. We were told that we did not have to exit the building but rather had to perform this sequence of actions where we started and stopped running repeatedly. Everyone did it in sync.

Someone from the neighboring room walked into mine saying something about the music that was playing. “What’s your playlist?” he asked. I told him that I unfortunately only had one song from the artist. While I was scrolling through the music on my phone he commented on how he wanted my phone theme.

I was standing next to a bar table in someone’s house. Someone kept asking to sleep with me and I told them to bother someone else. I fell back as my now-blue corpse slid into a puddle in the middle of the street as it became daytime.