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.

20250423 for Cherry's birthday, we gathered at a restaurant high up top a tall, private building of concrete. It was late afternoon and sunset when we were seated around small, wrought iron food court tables. The building didn't have walls or railings - it was all open space. My aunt brought leftovers from her birthday party: lechon and something else delicious. As we ate, the set and it was dusk.

Our meal was soon interrupted by the loud flapping of a helicopter's blades. Cherry flew the helicopter as close as she could to the building, showing us all how she was doing for her birthday lesson. I excitedly opened my cellphone and FlightRadar24 App to show everyone we could track her movements in the sky. I excited watched her icon on my screen, the tiny, yellow helicopter happily moving around the screen. I kept it open until she was done.

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I returned home in a lavish cloth dress. My partner was older - a Sean Connery type - wearing a white suite and black bow tie. I went to the kitchen for something and when i returned to the courtyard, my partner had been in a struggle.

 "Call an ambulance!" He exclaimed. The attacker was on the floor, clutching his chest and was face down