Someone was asking me where I used my password. “My e-mail?” I replied, before asking them for more context. They said that while using my computer they had encountered a file named “computerraw.txt”. I told them that I kept a list of my usernames and passwords on a text file because I was too lazy to remember them. My brother looked at me in concern.

I was walking through the supermarket when I saw my friend cooking in one of the aisles. I looked into the pot of soup he was making and noticed that he didn’t chop any of the vegetables. “Where are we going to eat this?” I asked him, while also noting that most of the seats around us were taken. I overheard someone trying to debate with his parents over their personal lives.

I was going to be late for the 9PM meeting that we had planned on to discuss the details about our next caving expedition. I kept walking back and forth from the car as I debated how much I should be bringing with me. I started with a lantern and eventually settled with bringing all my bags - just to be safe.

We were on a cross-country school trip and I was packing up my clothes for the return trip. Someone asked if we were going to be swimming, but that wasn’t going to be until the third day.

My brother was giving me tips for Starcraft and even called a friend to consult for advice on how to play Terran. He started drawing out options for expansions on a whiteboard.

We were riding our bikes at night to get back to the hotel but I decided to make a quick detour at the park full of cherry blossoms. We confirmed which hotel we were heading to before I split off from the group.

I was about to head out to class in the morning while my mother was talking to my niece. She finally managed to talk for the first time and repeated after my mother whenever she said “可以呀” or “怎麼樣”.

There was a box on the bench under the tree outside of the community safety building. On the box was an advertisement for a job involving lifting heavy objects five days a week. Next to the box was a form asking potential applicants what times of would pose as schedule conflicts.

I was going through the immigration gates via facial scans to get out of Hong Kong when my booth was flagged. Apparently I wasn’t allowed to leave and a group of officers quickly came to carry me off. “What am I supposed to do?” I repeatedly asked, but no one answered my question.

My cousin had recently passed away and my grandpa moved in with my aunt after her daughter’s death. I had stayed up all night and was planing to go to bed when my aunt bumped into me in the kitchen. She offered to steam some chocolate buns for breakfast and I accepted.