May 20, 2024

We were working together to create a Minecraft themed map for a fighting game. In the middle of the map was a straight line of water but the incline was too steep to actually climb out of it. I wondered out loud if platforms would be a better solution than flattening the terrain. I then suggested that maybe an elevator could work, only to be reminded that those were only available in the level editor, not the stage editor. “What did we always have to remember about elevators again?” they asked. I recalled that it always required a location and a state, even though that knowledge was not useful to us at this time.

We left the office together and were walking down the street when they tried saying something to me but I had to keep asking them to repeat whatever it was. Finally they said “you’re the kind of sleep late like [another friend], right?” “Why did you skip so many steps in the conversation?” I asked.

I woke up and got my phone out to record my dream. However I kept opening the wrong app, with one of them being a Domino’s Pizza app. I then accidentally typed into a note from a previous day which, to my frustration, messed up the Last Edited date. I picked up a pencil and started scribbling down what I remembered onto a paper menu as a last resort.

We were walking along the cliff by the sea. My aunt was renting out the cabin.