I woke up from my nap to prepare for a Chinese tutoring session. I had to move my bag from the usual room because it was being used for a funeral today. My student was late and I was overhearing a conversation between the other tutors how they’d been getting students with zero background knowledge or intention to actually learn the language signing up for tutoring.

I was playing mahjong with my grandma while half asleep. I kept missing my turn and every time I opened my eyes I somehow had more tiles in my hand. There were some special tiles in the set themed around Risk of Rain.

I had traveled back in time somehow and was in a large warehouse with Goku and Akuma from Street Fighter. Mao Zedong was giving a speech and we were here to prevent an assassination attempt. I held a hand up behind his head as three volleys of shots came in from a distance. The crowd quickly dispersed.

It was my graduation but I didn’t feel like seeing anyone after it ended. I walked away from the celebrations early, passing by the people waving flags. At some point I had lost a friend in the crowd but I didn’t want to wait for them to catch up.

We were driving past Mount Rushmore and saw that new faces were being added underneath the original four. Among them were JFK, Obama, and Senator Armstrong from Metal Gear.

It was the Monday of the second week of the semester and I was still trying to remember my class schedule. I knew was taking four classes with one of them being a music class. I just hoped that I wasn’t going to miss a class. A classmate asked me about a homework assignment which I had completely forgotten about. I only remembered that had to create a bassline for a music composition class.

My brother asked to borrow my room for the night. I did a quick sweep through before walking downstairs to the living room in the dark. I could hear someone watching TV below me.

I was using a wall-mounted pull-up bar but every time I looked away, the contraption seemed to change. At one point it was (unsafely) attached onto the wall with a couple of screws. Eventually the wall itself turned into a window with no obvious method of securing the bar.

I was sitting at a desk and couldn’t get the ethernet cable to reach my computer from the middle of the room. I traced the cable back to a cluster of splitters tied up around the legs of several tables pushed against each other. The actual ethernet port was way over on the other side of the room. However after untangling the mess of cables, it was now too short to reach from the wall to the splitters. Someone told me that the cable had simply retracted back to its normal length. I tried not to think too hard about the mechanics as I stretched the cable back out like a piece of taffy.

I vacuuming my room and there was a lot of dust and hair on the floor. I went to the kitchen to empty out the dust container and thought of cleaning the spare as well. My dad told me he had already cleaned it out after attaching it to the food processor to break up all the hair.