August 5, 2017

The two of us were locked into a closet and tumbled about for a good five minutes. When the doors opened again, I was greeted by the cherry blossoms and the voices of our friends up the hill.

After setting some music on my phone, I started to fall asleep in the bathtub. The bathroom was large enough that we essentially used it as a shared space with curtains drawn where necessary. The incandescent bulb shone off of the aging light green tiles of the room.

I was walking underneath the balcony deck when I saw a row on unearthed plants. I overheard my brother upstairs talking about which of my friends from elementary school he had met before. I took a shovel and began resettling the plants. A girl waiting by the elevators told me how a creepy white guy was stalking her on Facebook.

[These three sequences were actually part of a single dream but I remember so little about their transitions that it was hard to put them together]