September 28, 2016

I was walking up and down through our new home until I found my mother checking the master bathroom which was on the ground floor. The room was very large and had windows lined all around. There was a bathtub full of water that had gone brown contained within a tight ring of glass panels. Apparently our neighbors had been complaining about our contaminated water.

I had only turned away for a moment before an ever-growing fish tank was in the middle of the room. It was slowly populated with fish and other aquatic life.

I was standing beside them in their office as they showed me an old psychology demo on a computer that used a CRT monitor and a ball mouse. “We still have these?” I asked as the program was being launched.

The demo itself operated much like an actual video game. The player had to navigate a spaceship through a series of tunnels and sometimes shoot new routes to get to the end of the level. This experiment was referenced in the textbook and we were having trouble remembering the page number it was from.

They gave the controls to me and I struggled greatly with trying to complete the task. I told the researcher that I was extremely sleep deprived, which was true, as I could barely hold my eyes open and was swaying side to side simply to keep myself awake. It was at this point that I felt an immense pressure on my lower left molar. I was grinding my teeth so forcefully that I could feel them starting to crack. No matter what I did, I was unable to pry my jaw apart. It was at this point that I knew I needed to wake up.

We were leaving soon and as I looked around in the bathroom, I realized that the two toilets had switched seats. When I walked outside, hundreds of buns were being steamed all around the house. My mother asked if I wanted to take a steamer to college with me. I politely turned down the offer.