First weird thing is, I’m walking around with a paper plate of food, nibbling and talking. And the end of my finger is on my plate. I’m thinking how disgusting that is, and picking food from around it.

Next weird thing is: the fingernail is painted red. I don’t paint my nails.

Finally, the amputated finger is warped at the end, but it is growing a new nail.

I should dream more often.

I’m planning to quit my job, move to Victoria with Aleria and go to school. Only I’ve left the apartment planning to her and I don’t think it got done, where will I live? Maybe this is a bad idea.

Leaving some place in the night, I’d kind of been held captive but they don’t appear to be chasing me. I’m walking and running through hilly, unfamiliar neighbourhoods. Then I’m following some little people up a mountain. Rock climbing. We make it to the peak, they scramble over like it’s nothing. I sit there clutching rocks for dear life. Some are loose. I look over the peak down at the back of some big statue head, maybe it’s Buddha. It’s in a little village.

I reach out for a branch to hold on to while I get over the peak, but it’s deadwood. I disturb a freakingly large snake that’s in the tree a few feet from me. Luckily there are two snakes in the tree. With my stick I poke them into fighting each other and forgetting about me.

Such weirdness.