January 25, 2025

I got a Discord message from someone who was apparently a classmate from middle school. They said they had been attracted to me but I had to admit that their name was not ringing any bells.

I was standing inside of a large wooden structure in the middle of the woods. It resembled the cross-section of a log cabin except the bottom of the structure was one smooth surface like an oversized surfboard. Someone asked if I’d like to live here as the “house” started to slowly slide down the hill. My dad said he didn’t bring my grandma along in case of bumps along the way. It was a miracle that we weren’t crashing into any trees.

We eventually slid all the way down to the beach, rapidly losing speed as the board hit the rough sand. The sheer inertia of our “surfing house” however allowed us to continue sliding along the shore.