There was a new change on 4chan that gave every user a special role corresponding to a random plant. Depending on what plant they got, they would also get a custom name and pixel icon next to it, representing things such as berries, leaves, or flowers. Every 30 minutes or so, the “season” on the board would change, affecting the icons of new posts made within that time frame. Whenever it became “winter”, a large portion of threads would be randomly deleted, simulating the falling of leaves. There were quite a few anons complaining about this gimmick in particular because of how disruptive it was to ongoing conversations. I scrolled through the catalog in search of the r/a/dio thread.

We were on the 9th floor and we needed route water down to the ground floor. We had a hose running from a kitchen faucet, out the window facing the indoor atrium, and over the railing. I went to take the large service elevator to the first floor but somehow ended up in a hospital wing instead of the building lobby. I stepped out the elevator and wandered around until I found my way back to the lobby. I saw my dad walking out of another elevator, his hands full with a water cooler. I took out my phone and saw that I had missed a message from him asking about the app required to operate the dispenser.

I was lying on the floor of the classroom after being paralyzed by a spider bite. I tried to call for help to the people in the hallway but no one came because there was no reason for them to think someone was inside.

There was one week left in the semester and I had just finished my last class. I ran up the stairs of the building until I was in an art classroom with floor to ceiling windows. I looked over the shoulder of my friend who was sitting at an easel and pointed at the shadow of a giant goldfish in the water down below. The fish turned out to be a reflection on the window.

I was flattening some wontons skins with a hammer in a cooking class. I pressed a dry red chip into the middle of the skin before wrapping it up. I walked out into the knee deep snow. My classmates were operating a small food stall down the street.

We were working together to create a Minecraft themed map for a fighting game. In the middle of the map was a straight line of water but the incline was too steep to actually climb out of it. I wondered out loud if platforms would be a better solution than flattening the terrain. I then suggested that maybe an elevator could work, only to be reminded that those were only available in the level editor, not the stage editor. “What did we always have to remember about elevators again?” they asked. I recalled that it always required a location and a state, even though that knowledge was not useful to us at this time.

I was walking past my middle school campus when I spotted my highschool history teacher. I took off my glasses to introduce myself but he didn’t seem to recognize me. Unfortunately I had forgotten his name as well which made the entire interaction rather awkward. I quickly excused myself and walked through the school gates.

It was the first day we had to return to the office in the while and I had already overslept. For some reason I wasn’t even in my own home. I quickly sent a Skype message to my manager telling them I was going to be late. I got on my bike and started riding home. It was already dark out and my bike had the right of way at all of the intersections. I thought about what I was going to have for dinner and how I was going to miss at least half a day of work at this rate.

I was playing a new game that was set on an alien planet. We were on the beach and I was armed with a shovel. A small pack of dinosaur-like creatures rushed past us into the ocean. The dog-sized creatures avoided the patch of blue mushroom-like flowers that we were standing among.

We were watching a movie featuring a character resembling a mix between Brad Pitt and Ryan Gosling. It had a revenge plot and the opening scene was the main character on the docks in the midst of heavy fog and orange-yellow lighting.