November 28, 2014

I was at a winter school event and we were playing a game where we had to avoid the gaze of Santa who was walking around on the level below us. After an accumulation of points, a section of the room closed off. Everyone was confused for we had won the game but had no idea what was to happen now.

“Someone surrender!” one shouted. Supposedly this would involve jumping down to the floor below.

Moments later a garage door opened from the side and daylight poured in as someone holding a large hose sprayed everyone with warm salty water. We rushed out and fortunately my clothes didn’t get very wet. When I told a friend standing outside that it was probably urine, she agreed noting that she saw the same people collecting liters of it earlier.

I passed by the window of a bookstore and on the shelves were educational software for children learning mandarin. I ran out onto the street and started screaming in three tones.

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I was walking through a bookstore holding some notes from a lecture about job searches. There was a diagram that conveyed multiple levels of contact through three images: In the first picture, there was a hand reaching upwards; in the second, a hand was reaching downwards, and in the third, the two hands were linked.

I picked up a book about space and turned on the water dispenser that had water flowing from the ceiling. The book was shrink wrapped but the wrapping was ripped at the pages so one could flip through the book without taking it off. I ran to get a cup for the water but then gave up. I wanted to find a place to sit and read but all of the corners were occupied.