November 29, 2014

My Japanese teacher had assigned me to be a commander for some kind of war. The battle was won rather quickly and a friend was at a loss for she had just put up posters denoting the current conflict as the “400 year war”. We were still on the train.

I was standing by the edge of the pond in a garden. The people around us were rather oblivious to our presence as we walked up the stairs. I soon found myself at an enclosed construction site.