March 23, 2019

I was on the second floor and there was a pile of pencil-case shaped beanbags in the middle of the room. The beanbags had different illustrations of various Nintendo franchises. I picked up a beanbag with a Groudon on it and threw it at the ground. Every time it hit the ground, it would change into a different Gen III Pokemon.

I was taking care of stray cats in my home. One of them was biting my fingers with their metal teeth to get my attention. I was lost in thought, wondering if I had left my front door open. I started recording my dreams on an online message board.