I was attending a game jam and one of the restrictions for the current jam was that we couldn’t use any audio that was created in the last 15 years. Immediately someone asked what the most annoying song from 2008 was. I walked out the door as people prepared to watch a movie.

I walked out of the classroom where everyone was clicking away in front of their screens and passed a BestBuy in the hallway. From the window display it looked like the store had just opened and wasn’t fully stocked yet. I was lucid by about this point and walked down to the running track. There were some (unmanned) stalls selling trinkets around the edge of the field. I figured it was about time to get back to class. I closed my eyes and tried my best to visualize the room in an attempt to teleport but couldn’t manage to get it to work. I decided to run instead but my legs now felt very heavy.

I was in the world of Abiotic Factor with my friends and we had gotten slightly split up in the mall. A Reaper would spawn in one of the dark corners of an unlit furniture store.

I had read about a recent trend of people selling titles for extremely small areas of land. Transactions were mostly being done through an app with a frontier/Wild West aesthetic. Selling titles was framed as “Driv[ing] Evil” out. Prices were at an all time high and no one wanted to miss out. In our house was a parcel the size of a parked car in the garage and one the size of a dining table in our living room. I sold them off with a click until I realized that the living room land belonged to “one of the fun ones”.

I was traveling between bases in Abiotic Factor when I was cornered by a security bot in one of the doorways. It was trying to break into our small kitchen and I thought that maybe it was time to just teleport back to our main base.

I was asked if I wanted to shoot a video to help promote a halloween event for Mahjong Soul. I accepted it without much thought but quickly got overwhelmed as I wasn’t given much guidance beyond a script and a group of people who’d been chosen to act out whatever skit they had given us. I was simultaneously director, cinematographer, and potentially editor on a project with a rapidly approaching deadline. We were supposed to be filming at this very moment in the exceedingly noisy room but I was still reading over the script for the very first time. The actors sat around looking aimlessly while I procrastinated by silently thinking about the best delivery for the lines. Before I knew it, time was up. And I had no footage.

The cafeteria line that I was waiting in split into two in front of me so I arbitrarily chose the branch on the right. This happened to be the line for desserts so I picked out an ice cream before circling back to the end of the line.

I was in a school science lab and we were tightening vises that were clamped onto the tables. I tried to keep my distance as I was afraid they might suddenly blow up from the pressure.