Snippets! Or Maybe One Long, Disjointed Dream

I’m watching Smallville with my neighbor. He tells me he’s in 7th grade.

My dad goes to the hospital. Nobody can figure out whats wrong with him because they’re so overwhelmed and understaffed.

I find my brother installing Sims mods on my computer. “How the hell did you get my password?!” I demand. “I used Laura’s account” he says. Who the hell is Laura?

I sneak into a building to try and steal a key. An old lady notices me, I pretend I live there and just lost mine. She helps me search until I pretend to give up. I leave and she leaves too, we both walk in the same direction which is embarrassing, so I start running.

I’m playing Papers, Please but now it’s an elaborate Japanese RPG, there’s a king and queen and generals I can romance. I’m trying to operate a cannon and struggling with the controller when I wake up.

I’m Also Stingy In Real Life

I dream that I’m giving English lessons to a young Russian mobster. He arrives late, but he seems quite invested in my teachings. I start with the alphabet, then go into a short story about a summer camp murder. He wants to keep reading but Kira Nerys plants her hands on the table and says time is up.

Then I dream that my brother sends me a link to a Sims CAS mod that will apparently improve my experience drastically. The site is subscription based and I balk when I see it’s 11 pounds a month. How much is that in regular money?! I have no idea but I’m sure it’s too much. The mod looks so nice though… I cave in and I’m filling the subscription form when my alarm rings.

Now Here I Go Again

I dream that I’m making top five lists of my favorite songs, isn’t that kind of random. I can’t remember every entry but I’m sure some Miyazaki was in the movie scores top five, and Sephirot’s song from Final Fantasy VII was in the videogames scores top five. The “best songs overall” category entirely consisted of Fletwood Mac’s Rumors.

The Infinite Table

I dream that I’m sneezing uncontrollably, I can’t stop. I look up and I’m sitting at a super long table, it extends all over the city and thousands of people are sitting at it. Both my grandmothers are sitting in front of me, they are looking at me disapprovingly and I feel very rude for sneezing. We are waiting for our meal to be served, but eating among so many people makes me uncomfortable and I leave.

I end up at a distant relative’s house. I sit at a computer where my sister was playing the new Final Fantasy VII game. I’ve been dying to try it, I boot it up and find a hidden level where Cloud slides through a wall and ends up in a Mario-like platform. Too late I realize I overrode my sister’s save and she won’t be pleased. I decide I’ll blame someone else for it.

Outdated Technology

I’m in a hotel bathroom taking out my contacts at the sink, they are green and gross but I get a weird pleasure from wiping them out.


My mother has bought me a cell phone, it’s red, vaguely horse shaped, and has a black and white LCD screen. In other words, it’s crappy and I’m a bit angry at her for wasting money on it.

They said it was a good phone on TV!

she explains, mortified.

Playing around with it I find a cool retro Sims game (with girls kissing!) and also a pretty impressive 8000 mAh battery. Now I kinda want the phone for myself but mom has promised it to my sister instead. I’ll have to apologize to her, won’t I?

I Want To Go Back

I’m at Venice’s train station, trying to get back home. According to the board there is one super fast train that goes straight to my town, it belongs to the church and one ticket it 380 bucks. I cannot afford it. As the train is about to leave the price suddenly drops to 160, and I still can’t afford it.

I wait for a slower, cheaper train, and finally I’m back home and can hug my parents. I have an electric fan going in my room even though it’s only march, and my underwear drawer is empty because my cousin stole them all. I tell her I want to go back to work even amid the outbreak.

Boss Lady calls me, says I can come back as long as I take a shower before going home from the store. I download a shower from the Sims game, the outdoor kind that uses bottled water. It’s so small I can carry it in the palm of my hand, Boss Lady is fascinated by it.

Some Good Advice

I have a vague memory of meeting Captain Janeway. She tells me that, when playing Pokémon, most people just rely on brute force instead of strategy. I am definitely guilty of that, but I don’t say it out loud.