Wednesday, October 18, 2023

20231018 I was house sitting a large house with white walls and furniture and wooden accents and trim. I don't remember how he found me, but one of Cookie's friends, J (he met through the MOBA, League of Legends) knocked on the door. We were shocked that coincidentally we met. He was tall, with short, dark blond, wavy hair. He was here from the United States because he just started university in Kingston. It was autumn and a little cold outside.

I can't remember the contents of this dream, but he soon left. I went to use the powder room and noticed J forgot one of his bags. As soon as the home's owner returned, I decided to drive the bag over to the university.

Tuesday, October 17, 2023

20231017 It was like watching an episode of Miraculous Ladybug. Marinette's class was visiting a museum or laboratory with white walls and floors. A villain appeared and the two became Ladybug and Cat Noir. As they fought the villain, Ladybug said something stupid and dismissive of Cat Noir, and after the battle, he left angrily.

I followed Chat Noir a little, as Ladybug made excuses and tried to get him to understand. I don't remember how.
At the end, everyone returned to class, in which the seating arrangement resembled a North American school system's: students' desks faced each other in a circle. The desks and chairs were white and seemed like they were moulded together. As students sat down, they noticed two pamphlets on everyone's desks. As Marinette, Adrien, and friends enter the classroom, the ask, “what's this?”
Nino, picking up one and flipping through its pages replied excitedly, “it's a theory on the identities of Ladybug and Chat Noir!”
Marinette's and Adrien's faces panic as they watch their class rush to pick up the pamphlets on their desk.

Saturday, October 7, 2023

20231007 On this night, I was a majorette/colour guard again. For some reason, I had to do one last show twenty years after I've quit. My cousin was a baton user, but she switched to colour guard after I left. We lined up for our performance, as a man, the MC, announced we'd do a certain song. Unfortunately I didn't know the song or its routine, but I laid my flag on the ground along with a hammer my cousin set in line with everyone else's flags.


When the song began, she grabbed my flag and I was confused as I was sure I brought my flag. I grabbed the hammer, and as soon as I could, swapped it with a broom handle that lay near my feet. I vocalized my confusion and my cousin admitted she put hers in the wash, and it wasn't done yet, hence the hammer.

The song ended to my relief, and so did the show. My cousin and the rest of the majorettes stated they were starving, so we rushed into the foyer. To our surprise, everything was destroyed. The audience was rioting. Little fires were everywhere as the rioters looted the room.


I was with Nightwing (Batman's first Robin, all gtown up) in a kitchen, well lit with the morning's sun. Still in his vigilante uniform, he leaned over the backrest of a chair as his attention was focused on something on the table. I watched him as he thought, before Jason Todd (Batman's second Robin, also grown up with the identity of Red Hood) walked up beside me with his arms crossed.

Monday, October 2, 2023

20231002 I was a vigilante at night. With my grappling hook, I would swing from building to building.

Friday, September 29, 2023

20230929 In the news, a horrible earthquake happened in California. I was with my mother-in-law and father-in-law who were watching the news on her cell

phone. Millions of people died, either crushed by debris or swallowed into the earth.
I was filled with dread as I thought of all my aunts and uncles who live in San Fransciso and San Diego. I was scared and worried, I began to cry.

My vision turned into one where I was in a car traveling the streets of San Fransisco, dreadfully looking at all the damage of collapsed buildings and places where the pavement was torn and opened up.

Monday, September 18, 2023

20230918
    I was in a strategy meeting aboard one of the Venator-class Star Destroyers during the time the Galactic Republic and the Confederacy of Independent Separatists were at war in 19BBY - The Clone Wars (in Star Wars). Obi-Wan Kenobi, Ahsoka Tano (in her Mandalorian outfit), Anakin Skywalker, Commander Cody, Captain Rex and I surrounded a holotable, while other, younger, Jedi and clones stood lengthways away, carefully listening to the battle plans.
    This hadn't been the only time we'd stood here, discussing our next move. We've completed mission after mission with some success or failure. We stood, once again, in the dimly lit room with faces illuminated by the blue glow of the projections.
        My eyes wandered to Kenobi every few minutes, searching for an emotion - a sign he was upset - but the older man was stone-faced and his voice never wavered. I knew what happened to his commander. I knew he was hurt, and he wasn't well. I also knew how close he was to him.
        "Are you okay?" I whispered when the others seemed focused or out of earshot.
        Before he could respond, Ashoka asked, "Why do you keep asking? Is something wrong?" She showed worry in her eyes but a tinge of exasperation in her voice.
        All eyes in the room were on me. I felt my face flush, mortified that I'd lacked discretion, and dumbfounded that I'd given myself away. 
        With my eyes on the floor, I made my way to the closest corner of the room and sat on the cold, steel floor. As I wrapped my arms around my knees, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see one of the clones looking at me reassuringly.
        As I watched the meeting continue and play out. Sometimes Cody would shift his weight from one foot to another, but only Kenobi, Rex and I would notice.

Monday, September 4, 2023

20230904 i can remember bits of my dream. I was at a country fair, participating in contests. I had fought with a blonde southern lady about being in a spot, and a southern young man about contest entries. He said to vote for “Bo [something]”. At the end of my dream, I was scooping chips into paper bags that I wanted to take back to my mom.

Sunday, September 3, 2023

20230903 I signed up for American Idol, and was following Howie Mandel around long, concrete-painted white hallways in order to get to be ready for my performance. At one point, he turned to me and and told me to pick up “these trays” (they were lime green) and bring them to the judges panel. They were snacks for them.


I passed the audition, where I sang a song by Three Doors Down, and upon learning today that I was on the next round, I had to find another song to sing. I was decided on "Love” by Megan Heise and the Hired Guns, but it was a song that disappeared from the internet.

Thursday, August 31, 2023

20230831 Cookie and I were at a lobby for an older apartment. We sat around a lounge table, as we waited for Spritz to meet us there. Cookie got a ping from a text message that he was on his way. I looked outside to see him walking towards the building, completely buffed from years of working out. His face remained flushed, as if it's a result from being muscular.

Sunday, August 27, 2023

20230827 I don't remember the first dream very well. Cookie and I were at his family's cottage with his other family circles. One family cancelled because one of their members wwre infected with COVID-19.

I'd entered the main room where everyone was seated. To my surprise, the family with a COVID member was there, happily chatting away with everyone. I felt conflicted.
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Cookie and I were with his aunt and uncle. We were at a lobby with wooden panels as walls, and lighting was dim, as if it were a steakhouse or a sauna.

The Japanese hostess approached me. She was dressed in a pretty, red kimono with her hair tied in a neat ponytail. She asked if we would like to have dinner there. I looked at everyone else to see what they thought.
Cookie's uncle responds, “yes, sure. Let's have dinner here.”
“It will be $300 per person,” the hostess said.
I tried to add it up in my head, realizing it was dinner and a Kabuki show. I nervously wanted to change my mind because it was too expensive.

----- naptime
I went on a walk ny a pier with Cookie, Shortbread, my 4 year old nephew and his mom. He was running, misbehaving and tripped, breaking his ankle. Be he didn't cry. His mother was frantic, getting a splint and black electrical tape from her purse and wrapping her kid from head to toe as I sat aside and watched. 

While I knelt by them, I thought it was ridiculous how she was wrapping him, but she has a recent First Aid certification. I also noticed I recognized the song the live band played from a stage looking down on us on this sunny day.
I bobbed my head, clapped my hands and raised a fist at the appropriate time to the song. It was “Harlem” by New Politics.
When the kid was ready, he and his mom wennt with emergency personnel, while Cookie, Shortbread and I agreed to walk to meet them somewhere. As I walked, a gust of wind blew a thin, lacy, burgundy dress with long sleeves and tangled it around my legs. I was about to let it continue blowing on its merry way until I saw the pricetag still attached - it was $1,353.00. I checked the label, and it was black, cursive letters on a beige background.
I decided to find the store it came from, and when we walked back a little, there wasn't a clothing store nearby.
“I guess I keep it,” I said, in awe of my luck.

Sunday, August 20, 2023

20230820 i barely remember these dreams. With Shortbread, I climbed creaking old wooden stairs of a small house. On the floor we reached were filled bookshelves of fragrant old books. The walls were peeling painted white horizontal wood planks and the floors were creaking wood covered in expensive antique rugs. I can't remember what we were talking about.

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After viewing the results of my entry for a specific country fair, I decided to build a new fairy garden with Shortbread and another boy. We were making them on the floor over a white tablecloth to prevent dirt from staining the floor.

Sunday, July 16, 2023

20230716 This could be from two different dreams, but I only remember two fragments.


In the first dream, Clone Medic Kix (from Star Wars The Clone Wars; wearing phase 2 armour) and I looked at each other as if confirming we saw the same thing happen. It was almost dark, and there were human-size chunks of permacrete rubble around us. ARC Trooper Echo was behind Kix, focused on something far in the distance.

In the second dream, I was looking straight out a front door that was wide open. The door frame was wood and tinted an orange-honey colour, and the walls around it were a pale, daffodil colour. Outside, the sky was dark and heavy, like a storm brewing at dusk. The trees and bushes were black and swaying in front of the black iron fence that surrounded the front yard.

Friday, July 14, 2023

 20230714 Cookie and I met up with Mango, though I barely remember if he brought his young, two-year-old son. Mango pushed an aged, large-windowed door open as we exited a store. Underneath the door's fresh coat of dark green paint were many dents and scratches. Despite being lightweight, the hinges made it difficult to swing open.

Wednesday, July 12, 2023

I don't remember when I had this dream, but it was in the last week of June/starting July.


I don't remember the context, but I was in an old house with Cookie. The walls were red-bricked, but the windows were painted white, yellowing with age. I was pouring boxes of table salt, in thick, straight lines, in front of every shut window.*

* It's implied, but not said nor did I feel the emotion we were in danger, but I was trying to keep something evil from entering the house.

Wednesday, July 5, 2023

20130705 I can barely remember. I entered a room that I had the impression was a lunch room. Strangers were seated around a few glass tables. I scanned the room, then sat alone at an empty table. I didn't see Spritz in the crowd, but he got up from his seat and whispered in my ear to meet him in the courtyard before he left the room.


I gathered my things and went there. It was dusk, and he was strolling along a poured concrete path, surrounded by tall, tan grasses.

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Cookie and I bought a house in a hot, spacious area with almost red-orange dirt. It looked like Strangerville in The Sims series or a desert in Arizona. It was a small house, but we had many acres of dry land.

Some days later, a WWE truck rolled in. They liked the area too and settled in, building a ring and more on the land.

Cookie and I invited our high school friends to see our new home. They came, including Gingerbread.
We ate dinner outside as the sun set, and incandescent bulbs barely lit our dinner plates. I saw someone creeping up behind Gingerbread as we ate. I thought it was John Constantine, but as he came closer, it was Biscotti. We went to the lounge we built, separate from the house, explaining WWE'S presence.

Tuesday, June 27, 2023

 20230627 I was holding a wooden stick that was roughly shaved of its bark, not thicker than a centimetre, and as long as a chopstick. As I twirled it between my fingers, a minuscule piece lodged itself in my finger. I had a splinter.

Monday, June 26, 2023

 20230626 All I remember was that I had a large teacup of blooming tea. As the petals opened, the bottom of the cup became a concentrated burnt sienna.

Friday, June 23, 2023

 20230623 I don't remember what happened, except Obi-wan was in the lead, next Anakin, then Commander Cody, Captain Rex* (from Star Wars: The Clone Wars) and I at the end. We traversed a dim, narrow corridor as several fluorescent lights dangled from the ceiling, sparking flying several directions, and the emergency lights barely lit our path ahead. I think we were trying to escape. A noise caught our attention and we all looked behind us.

*  The Jedi wore their Season 3 outfits, and the clones wore their Phase II kits, buckets on and blasters drawn and ready.

Tuesday, June 20, 2023

20230620 Somewhere in the countryside with a small group of strangers, Cookie's sister's family, and Spritz, we were led into a cave that went underground. There were zombies around that periodically came out of the many cavern paths, and we lost many of our group to them.


I remember crawling in the dirt, in a narrow passage, with a lantern in my hand. Everyone with us had one that they held as high as they possibly could with the low ceiling and away from the dirt to avoid extinguishing the flame in them. Spritz was with us. We were being led to the safety room underground and we had to take care our lanterns didn't ignite the grasses and gasses surrounding us, or we'd explode.

I remember a scene vividly. I heard music and I wandered into a room with mud walls. I found Spritz listening to an old record player - a phonograph. When he saw me, I told him I liked his music - rock - and he said I could pick a record to play. I flipped through his collection and chose one with a blue cover, like an image underwater. He put it on, and as it played, I felt relief from the tenseness of being underground and being surrounded by zombies. Spritz put an arm around my shoulder, and I gingerly put one around his waist. I felt touch-starved and so did he. When Cookie came looking for me, we let go, pretending nothing happened. The song had the softness of Lifehouse's “I Wish You Were Here.”

Saturday, June 17, 2023

 20230617 Cookie and I visited Cherry and her cat, who was back to being a kitten. As we spent time with her, the cat began clawing and biting playfully, but he didn't know how much strength he put into each swipe and bite because of his age. Eventually, Cherry put him in a large jar, telling him how he was being a bad kitten. As we admired him through the glass, Cherry's boyfriend came. He was upset about that we put him in the jar.

Tuesday, June 6, 2023

20230606 I don't remember my first dream anymore, but I remember my second one better. I was with four other boys, and we were probably superheroes - guardians of the world. Our headquarters were in the sky just above the clouds, in a building that was massive and elliptical in shape (it resembled Tipoca City on Kamino in Star Wars). On the news we heard the world below was suffering a pandemic - a virus - and we were scared. Not long after, we received a mission to go down and watch a little boy. A partner (or two) and I went down, to a little warehouse. When we met the boy, he told us his mother was looking after an elderly man in the room adjacent to us. In our current room, there were many cathode ray tube (CRT) television screens stacked from floor to ceiling. Each one displayed SMPTE colour bars. When I asked the boy if his mother needed help, he said she said she didn't. She worked taking care of the elderly.


I opened the door to check on them and was horrified by the smell as I walked in. The elderly man was laying on the bed while she cleaned soiled, wet puddles of watery stool around the room. She wasn't happy she had to clean it, but she'd rather do it alone than have another involved, I wondered if the elderly man has the virus.

Monday, June 5, 2023

20230605 My plush toy, I affectionately named “Baby Yoda”, was alive and needed cuddles. 

I can't remember anything else that happened.

Thursday, June 1, 2023

20230601 I lived back in my old condo by the Toronto Waterfront, but the layout looked a lot more like my childhood apartment. I awoke from an afternoon nap, and Cookie kissed my forehead. As we were lying on our hotel-white bedsheets, Cookie bolts up and starts rushing to get dressed.


“What's wrong?” I asked.

He pointed to the ceiling, quiet. Listening carefully, I heard it. The carbon monoxide alarms were ringing throughout the building except in our suite. As soon as I was dressed, we peered out our front door and descended the stairs to the courtyard on the 8th floor.

My mom, dad and sister sat at a picnic table where we joined them. I don't remember what happened, but soon we were allowed back into our homes. 

Once inside our apartment's white walls, technicians went suite-to-suite checking everyone's alarms. I saw something stuck in ours, hence why it didn't ring, and I pulled it out. The alarm began buzzing and ringing. Luckily, not long after, two male technicians inspected ours and I confessed I broke ours just now. The Latino American one excused himself, saying he'll be back with a new one. I'm not sure where Cookie had gone, but I was alone with the other one. He was Caucasian with brown hair that was mildly curly and a little longer than his ears (he looked a little like Hunter Doohan from the show Wednesday). He was attractive, and despite being confident around his friend, he was shy. He showed me a video that his company made using a drone. We spoke a little and exchanged emails for instant messaging.

Sometime in the future, we had friends over and I messaged him to come join us. When he came, I spent most of my time with him. At one [point, he sat at Cookie's work desk, set up his mini laptop and began typing away, working. I turned around and sorted through cellphone batteries on my desk, finding one that was swollen. I made a mental note to take it to the store to be recycled.

It was morning, and when everyone had left, Cookie and I went for a walk. When we went to the brown postboxes to get our mail, a dog approached us and began pooping in front of us. Cookie stepped back.

“She's very lovely. Or he,” I told the owner, disregarding the dog's actions.

She was a blond, elderly, round woman. She looked at me. “Thank you for not assuming her gender. I don't know what it is.” When the dog was done, they were off and so were we.

I don't remember why, but I stopped to pet an Irish shepherd's silky head, but as she flopped on her back, I decided to lie on the pavement and continue rubbing. Soon a new dog came by and got rubs and cuddles. Then I felt one with curly fur crawl under my legs and lie down. Soon there was a dog by my face. It looked familiar with a salt and peppered black coat and face.

“Hello,” I said to the dog, as its owners came to me happily. It was Cherry and her boyfriend. I looked under my legs to see Peach and Tomato's two, sweet dogs. I enjoyed being in that dog pile, in the sunshine.

Tuesday, May 30, 2023

20130530 Cookie and I were on a cottage trip in a forest with many trees. We shared a house with his university friends, Peach,Tomato, Mango, Papaya, Persimmon, Blackberry and Raspberry. His sister, her husband and two small children were staying at another cottage nearby.


We arrived at the cottage at dusk. It was a small, compact house with peeling white paint, and old rotting, splintering wood. 

Monday, May 29, 2023

20230315 I was homeless. I travelled to the countryside hoping to find a place to squat. There was a white mansion with a black roof. I walked around it and saw an attachment that hadn't been cleared of cobwebs and dust. I crept in, cleaned it up and began living in it.


At some point, I was paranoid I'd be discovered. I took all of the food I'd brought behind some bushes, beside the wing's window. It didn't rain and I lived somewhat comfortably by the wing's bushes.

20230529 I was graduation a second time in high school with Cookie, Shortbread, and Wafer. I'd reenrolled back to school to gain knowledge for a new career path.

We were gathered in the same room with separate washrooms for girls and boys. The girls were given violet dresses to wear and the boys dark grey suits.

Each of us was given a purple sheet of paper with accomplishment phrases in a grid. We had to cross the ones we've done and speak about each accomplishment during the ceremony. I set mine down, with my purse, on a velvet, rose-coloured chair before using the washroom. When I came out, the paper was gone before I had a chance to read it.

I frantically looked around as everyone else completed theirs and filed into the auditorium, taking a seat in rows on the floor.

I wandered out of the room to see if a custodian threw it away. Before I knew it, the ceremony was done. Everyone graduated except me.

Sunday, May 28, 2023

 20230528 Rummaging through a filled garage, stacked with rows upon rows of metal shelves, I came across a partially opened cardboard box. I pulled out a picture book with a familiar-looking girl on the cover. It was a book about Jyn Erso's adventures before the events of Star Wars: Rogue One.

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Cookie's four-year-old nephew was having another birthday party for his friends only. Despite not having children, cookie and I were invited, so we awkwardly watched children run around the party hall.

Stacks of colouring sheet packages and a cup of crayons sat on a foldable table. I took one stack and began colouring the dinosaur-themed package. Not soon after, the nephew's mother's friend, and her two sons, were leaving. She searched the colouring packages for her sons' names but only found one. Dread set into my system as I flipped through the sheets I found a name written on the top right of the package.

I rushed to Cookie's nephew's mother telling her what I'd accidentally done - I didn't know they were only for the children. Overhearing my panic, my mother-in-law handed me a black USB stick and pointed me to a door.

"You can print out more colouring pages in there," she said, patting my shoulder.

Cookie and I entered the room. Everything was white. The only things in the room were a single computer and a black printer in the centre of the room. I booted up the stick in Windows Explorer to see thousands of files, and to my horror, none of them were in folders. I used the search function without luck, and after a few minutes, I decided to try searching on the internet for the exact same colouring book pages to print.

Tuesday, May 16, 2023

20230516 

I was at home, and I needed to urinate. Even though the powder room wasn't more than fifteen steps away, I chose the soil of my clivia plant. While I sat, relieving myself in its pot, Cookie walked into the living room. Our eyes met as I continued unapologetically until he walked away wordlessly.

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I was decluttering a condo unit of a family that had passed, possibly from a car crash. Most of my time was spent in the teenage daughter's room. She liked the colours pink and black, and most of her fashion was punk, but she had knitted sweaters and a few cute dresses as well as plush animals. I felt the need to use the toilet, so I waddled into the bathroom without closing the door completely. As I was relieving my bowels, to my horror, I heard the front door open and shut as someone stepped into the hallway.

Wednesday, May 10, 2023

20230510 I was with Obi-Wan Kenobi, Waxer, Boil, and the little twilek, Numa (from Star Wars: The Clone Wars), on the dry planet, Ryloth. With a stick in hand, Waxer was drawing plans in the dirt for how we'd reunite with our troops, who was named Ghost Company. Cradled on Boil's hip and arms securely around his neck, Numa made airplane sounds. With arms crossed, Obi-Wan watched us silently.

Wednesday, May 3, 2023

20230503 Cookie and I share a king-sized bed with dark grey sheets. I gave birth to a baby recently and laid our baby, swaddled, on our bed surrounded by pillows. Despite being small, the baby had plump cheeks, and much to my relief, didn't look like an elderly man.

I flopped on the bed beside baby and decided to check his diaper. I began to change it, and as I remove the diaper and before I could grab a fresh one, the baby began urinating in a small arc. I didn't know whether to be impressed by the flow of the arc or upset that he just ruined the bed.

Tuesday, May 2, 2023

20230502 I was with The Bad Batch (from Star Wars: The Bad Batch). Although I don't remember what happened, I remember spending most of my time with Wrecker who had a smile on his face. They wore their season one armour.

Thursday, April 27, 2023

20230427 Cookie and I went to a summer camp for a day. It was in an old, Victorian home with its walls covered in old, yellowing, floral wallpaper. The camp counsellor was a woman in there late thirties. As she watched us pass, she seemed like a miserable person. She was also strict with us.


After setting down our luggage in another room, we joined everyone in a large room that served as a sitting room as well as a dining area. We sat at picnic tables as a projector screen was wheeled in front of us. One girl began eating, but the counsellor abrasively told her not to.

We as a dull movie played, I asked the counsellor if we were allowed to watch anime. She said “no” and went back to whatever was distracting her. Soon the movie ended and a slideshow of Naruto images flipped through the screen. I noted this to her and she quickly stopped the slideshow.

We were given the night off, so I took my time to pack a small backpack of the things I wanted to take with me to town. I told Cookie to go on ahead and I'll meet up with him. I stumbled choosing what I wanted to bring. 

I lost track of time; I didn't know how much had passed so I rushed outside. Luke Skywalker (from Star Wars Episode IV: Return of the Jedi) drove past me in a tractor. He said Cookie was at Canadian Tire. I rushed to meet him there when my cell phone rang. Peach called to tell me, “My boy is at Canadian Tire, whatever that means.”

Sunday, April 23, 2023

20230423 In a long, durasteel hallyway, lit by lights behind grates, I ran. Hot on my heels were clones (from Star Wars The Clone Wars) from the Coruscant Guard, their red and white armour blipped rhythmically with reflections as we passed blast door after blast door that lead to more corridors.

Saturday, April 22, 2023

20230422 I was on a mission to extract a group of men. Captain Rex (from Star Wars The Clone Wars) and I moved everyone to our rendezvous point where Commander Wolffe arrived in a LAAT/i to pick us up. The captain complimented my speed to action, and I joked that I should join Wolffe's company.

Saturday, April 8, 2023

20230408 I was in a dim, steel cell, much like the ones in Star Wars. I was a prisoner, my hands were bound in binders (handcuffs). I kept my back to the door, spending most of my time staring at the steel walls.


Suddenly, I hear the door slides open and I turn to see Tech (from Star Wars: The Bad Batch) stumble in as if pushed, hands bound and still armoured, before the doors slid close behind him. He took a seat beside me, facing the door. 

I don't remember what I asked, but I had many questions, which he answered calmly. There were a few answers I was empathetic to, as I remember resting my cheek against his shoulder as my best form of consolation considering my bound hands.

Saturday, March 25, 2023

20230325 I had two dreams, but I barely remember them. In my second dream, I was on the ground looking up at the backs of Anakin Skywalker and Asoka Tano (from Star Wars: The Clone Wars, 2008). Wherever we were, it was dark, and rubble surrounded us. They had their lightsabers drawn, in a stance suggesting they were ready to fight someone or something.

Thursday, March 23, 2023

20230323 I can't remember how it began, but Biscotti stopped by out house (which had Cookie's grandparent's house's layout). I was watching a streaming tv show up in Cookie's and my bedroom. I set up our printer because he wanted to watch Doctor Who next, as if printing something would change the playlist of my television. Soon, Spritz arrived, then Shortbread, who took the transit. As we were watching my show, the paper jams in the printer and we fix it with much struggle. Also while we watched my show, Spritz put a CD into my CD player to watch after, as if that eould affect my playlist as well. When it was finally done, Shortbread said she had to leave to catch the busses, but Biscotti volunteered to drive her home. She stayed longer and we went down to grab a snack.

Biscotti's little brother was lazing on the sofa with Cookie. I asked why they didn't come up; Cookie just shrugged.

In the middle of the night, I woke up and went to the main floor because I heard a sound. Cookie was wide awake and came up from the basement. In the hallway, between us, was a polar bear. We stood still as I recalled the rhyme about what to do:

If a bear is brown, lie down;
If a bear is black, fight back;
If a bear is white, good night.

The bear didn't seem to notice us as it began descending the stairs to the basement. As doon as it was far enough, I closed the lights and shut the door, noticing the RBG on Cookie's computer was on. Cookie wasn't sleepy so he was playing Hearthstone.
“What do we do?” Cookie asked.
As I checked Google Maps on my smartphone, looking for animal control. One was open at 1:30. It was now 2:00. Relieved and eager to get rid of the bear, I called them.

Wednesday, March 22, 2023

20230322 My sleep was fragmented, but I remember two things about my dream(s): Commander Cody (from Star Wars: The Clone Wars) made an appearance, with his “bucket” (helmet) on, and a dark-haired, Asian woman. The woman was strange. She wore a thick, red headband over her shoulder length hair, a fuchsia blouse and periwinkle skirt that reached the floor. I saw her early in my dream, and as the last person I saw before waking.


She pulled away the waistband of her skirt and shoved her hand down.
“Look, guys!” enthusiasm in her voice. When she pulled out her hand, it was deep red with blood.
For a moment, we stared at her, wondering why she needed to inform us of her period.
When none of us gave her the right reaction, she exclaimed, “I'm pregnant!”

Saturday, March 18, 2023

20230318 I had combat training with seven other students, including Shortbread. We had to practice with real blades. I wanted to use my own swords but my instructor, a clone of Jango Fett (from Star Wars The Clone Wars) refused and took away my blades. Some men showed up at the door, asking for him, and with this distraction, I quickly switched my swords and I engaged my opponent. He was much faster than I was, slicing me inside my inner elbow.When we paused, I showed Shortbread who gasped. Once our instructor noticed, he stopped us and scolded me, telling me to stand in the hallway and he'll talk to me shortly.


Of course I didn't wait. I wandered the hallway, noticing Count Dooku and another gentlemen spraying the terracotta floors with water and freezing it into a thick layer of ice. I followed them around until alarms rang through the building, indicating we should evacuate. Closest to the outdoor assembly room, I scampered there. Soon masses of students ran through those doors in near but swift fashion. My instructor, followed by my classmates, found me and scolded me again. He said my actions have hurt more people, and that I should be ashamed. Hearing this, I felt guilt.

Shortbread, and a man she was romantically involved in, found me, followed by another clone who was a dear friend friend of mine. Despite having a cool expression, I could tell he was worried. 
After a moment of standing together, he shyly asks, “if we are going to die, can I have my first kiss with you?”
“Uh...,” I thought it was strange, but I didn't mind. To me, it's just a harmless action that might pacify someone. “Yeah, sure.”
As soon as I agreeded, I realized I should've asked Cookie first. I rushed towards him who was being jostled around in another crowd of students. He was laughing with them. My clone friend followed me as I tried to get Cookie's attention.

Friday, March 17, 2023

20230317 I was in a starship, hyper space jumping from galaxy to galaxy looking for something I'd dropped.

Wednesday, March 1, 2023

20230301 I visited my ChocoChip's new home. The living room was more like a long hall. At the far end was a white grand piano, with rows and rows of pews before it, like in a church. Cookie and I sat in the far back, a row before the last, as we waited for ChocoChip's daughter's piano recital to begin.


Behind us, David Tennant sat with his legs crossed and arms folded over his chest. His sharp suit was dark blue with pinstripes. John Barrowman was leaning from behind his seat, whispering something and giggling. I was in awe and too shy to speak to either of them.

At some point, I asked ChocoChip if there was something I could help her do, as relaxing is not something I know how to do. She gave me the task of baking frozen pizzas. Her oven was the sand-coloured, cheap model from The Sims 4.

Thursday, February 23, 2023

2023023

I worked at a kiosk in a mall selling cigarettes during the Christmas season. There was a variety of flavours and countries, and sizes. Kanye West worked beside me as the stand's security, but he spent most of his time reading the worker's contract. I had trouble with a customer that was about to steal, but Kanye grabbed his wrist and nonchalantly told him to leave. Our manager came at the end of the day to help me close shop. He told Kanye he got a complaint for telling a loud customer to “shut up” while he used a light blue highlighter on his contract. He also gave me one to read and sign. It was a short contract with very few conditions, and some strange ones as well. Having to submit a 5” x 7” portrait photo of myself was one of the rules I can remember.  

Saturday, February 4, 2023

20230204

I went to a cottage with Cookie and his family. I brought us a meal I cooked for us and his cousin was cooking breakfast. His three year old nephew came to me, wanting to play, but I had to eat breakfast, I said. He was cooked some seitan bacon and it was placed in my plate on top of pork bacon. I got up, asking for another plain plate to transfer the bacon and wondering if it's still okay for him to eat because he's vegan. When his cousin finished cooking breakfast, we all took our plate and sat down. They were completely filled with perfectly round meatballs and I struggled to keep them on my plate. As I sit down, the mearballs fall off my p;ate and onto the bench we all sat on. As I picked up my food, I heard the television play, “I Want to Spend My Lifetime Loving You” from the Zorro movies with Antonio Banderas and Catherine Zeta Jones.

Finishing my shift at a retail store, I left the store, and exited into the sunshine. It was sunny and beautiful by the beach. I shaded my eyes with my hands and saw Oliver Queen waving me over. In his arms was his three year old daughter and he wore a red, unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt with lavender Bermuda shorts. His wife was sitting beside him building a sandcastle with another child of theirs.
I ran towards them and he gave me a hug. Looking behind me, he said, “look who's giving you goo-goo eyes still.”
I look and see crowds of people exiting the way I came and Honeycrisp staring at us. His hair was long and tied back and wore relaxed suitwear.
“You think?” I asked rhetorically.
“Uh-huh.”
Honeycrisp ran to us and said something I don't remember as Ollie received a call. 
“We've got to go,” he said, as some crystal shapes zoomed out of the sky snd into our hands, except Honeycrisp's. I waved goodbye as we were teleported away.

Friday, February 3, 2023

20230203

I worked in an assembly factory where I made a friend. He was small, and skinny, and always seemed like the generation before after me. I'd train him when he arrives on shift, and everyday, there was a new job.
I met Oscar Issac here. He was one of the employees. He acted young, appreciative, and friendly. He was loved by all the employees and always wore a white muscle shirt that showed off his body.
One day, he mentions he needs two bottles of alcohol for a party, and I volunteer to get them. I chose a red wine, and a whiskey named “No. 9”. I gave these bottles to him the next day and he was appreciative. He told me he's like another bottle, but I'd forget to order it.
It was finally our day off on the weekend, I walked past the clubbing district of the city. There was the younger, skinny friend I made. He was in line. We chatted until a wrestler from an entertainment show showed up and distracted him, so I left him to continue my tasks.
In a makll, I ran into Oscar who was leaving one store. I said my hellos and excuse me, and instead of going home, he decided to follow me. We ran into Shortbread, and went into a discount store together. The owner, a small, Asian woman, eyed us because we carried back packs. I don't remember what I was looking for, but concluded it wasn't here. 
Shortbread needed to go to the bank, and I told them I was going to get No. 9 from the LCBO. We agreed on a meeting place, and Oscar came with me.
I slipped in front of a store that had closed. My hands broke my fall, and When I go to my feet, my palms were covered in shattered glass. Oscar;s attention was on the television behind the closed storefront.
I watched and understood his shock. On screen was a robot demanding the enslavement of humans and they will rule over us. It didn't seem like a false broadcast, but real.
Soon, screaming filled our ears and we looked around. Robots had come into the mall and smashed tables, benches, walls, and glass. Shortbread ran to us, asking what was going on. Wr told her to run, and the three of us ran to an exit.
“Over there!” Oscar exclaimed, pointing. Waiting for us was a cheaply made rowboat. We climbed in and grabbed oars as a current of water began to flood the street around us. As the boat was lifted by boyancy, I asked if this was his boat and he replied it was. It struck me as strange, but lucky. We rowed away from the mall.
A day or so later, I woke up on the boat. Shortbread and Oscar were paddling. The sky was pink and rising, and debris floated around us.
It was the end of the world.

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