I was told that some people that I knew from elementary school had seen videos of my breakup.

There was an exhibition nearby for an oversized pair of jeans that had supposedly been walked around the globe. There was an activity where people were asked to guess how many “turns” one had to make for a such a trip. They were also selling merch but it could no longer be sold under a pay-you-want scheme because of some kind of legal regulation regarding donations and having to pay wages to volunteers.

I was chatting to my dad about mashups after dinner. He was relaying to me a story about copyright strikes not resolving on videos if there were multiple competing claims on them. I told him how that was kind of a running joke in the community.

I was in a class about the history of money and we were filling out a worksheet where we had to tape coins and bills to the paper. We also had to find instances of currency in old newspapers. A friend had shared a news article linking the popularity of Counter Strike to wars waged. “Well that’s not all that long ago” my dad commented.

I was studying for a chemistry exam and the period was almost over which meant that we had to vacate the room for the next class. I vacuumed the floor on my way out. My next class was supposed to be Japanese but I wasn’t sure where the classroom was actually located. A friend asked me if we were doing the same activity in class this week as last week. I couldn’t give a straight answer as we weren’t in the same section.

My dad had obtained some kind of holy water and was wiping it on my wrists. He said it might tingle a bit. I was looking at a map of Christian denominations. My mom asked if I would still visit them halfway across the world. I said “Maybe?” I asked them if they had really bought land in Japan but they said it was just a seaside rental in Yokohama.

I was playing mahjong and I had ended up with a bunch of extra tiles with nothing to call. I somehow even had an extra haku. The game was moving so slowly that tiles kept accumulating in my hand.

I was taking a ferry back to Vancouver and thought about getting off at one of the earlier stops to take a trek through the woods. I would however have to wait until I’d at least crossed the border first.

I could hear my parents singing happy birthday for me while I stayed in bed. I couldn’t seem to wake up fully despite the two of them trying to shake me awake. I had to open my mouth because it just felt so dry.

I was attending a banquet with lots of people that I hadn’t seen for a long time. I was feeling very nervous and took a seat at an empty table. Eventually the rests of the seats started to fill up but when it got too crowded for someone in a wheelchair to join in, I was the first to volunteer to move to another table. I was once again alone at an empty table at the other side of the room.