Dreaming in Digital

i went on a field trip in a packed coach bus in university, to a local museum. There were floating, mulocoloured, huge fish swimming in the air above our heads. We spent the day there, and left just as it became 4pm. Most of the students have left on their own, and on the bus home, it was just a handful of us left and the female professor.

She asked the driver to stop somewhere in the middle of a busy town. I asked, “were thise floating fish real or...” but the bus was still dead silent and I felt embarrassed, realizing what I've just said.

I was the last to jump off the bus, but I grabbed an umbrella because it was raining. I took a pvc, clear one with many coloured polkadots. We crossed the street in the pouring rain and stopped at an outdoor market, just outside another art museum.