Dreaming in Digital

20250726 i was pretty, slim, with tanned skin and long hair. I was with a boy who looked like Chris Pine. We entered an old building, looking for access to a building that was connected. We chose a floor, which was a warehouse of stuff in giant boxes. We ran into some people who were also looking for a way out of this floor.

Suddenly we heard someone coming, flashlight in hand. We ran, knowing this floor was private property. We couldn't outrun them. 

He was heavy set and gruff as he asked us, "what are you doing here?"

"We got lost," Pine said.

The man looked at us from head to toe and nodded. "Follow me."

He led us to the middle of the floor where there  were bright, hot set lights shone over a white back drop. People rushed about, holding vibrant colours of thin clothing as others were seated with makeup being applied to their faces. Pine was pulled away and we were separated as i was ushered into a make up chair and handed a tiny, fuchsia bikini.

The rest of this was a blur. I remember looking at a magazine later and seeing the brands i recognized from the shoot on the pages.

20250720 i was outside Shortbread's parents' house. They had moved and she lived with them. Outside was a large front lawn and a canopy of evergreens led to the red front door. The grass was covered by a thin layer of fluffy snow.

It was my birthday. I came in to a small party of my friends and family.