Dads family all in nyc home, on the lawn actually. Making soup. They’re insisting the base is clorox. I feel like that has to be wrong.

Matthew was going to this church. It was near our nyc house, walking distance. I started to go and must’ve gone a few times given some of the papers that I had. Something about the pastor I did not like. We were talking about eating people, and for whatever reason they were trying to persuade me it was ok. I finally wore down and said fine in emergency situations but not outside that. But they seemed to include eating people in their religion.

At anias or some place similar. Lisa and I are watching a video my brother is streaming from a baseball game in town on my phone. It’s probably new york, hes probably in Queens at a mets game and we’re in harlem. I think we’re in the dining room, looking towards the living room.

Lisa asks how I know the games going well, and I explain how I know. Maybe I elaborate on how a pitcher striking everyone out is okay but it leaves nothing for everyone else to do and maybe it would be good to spread the effort around the team so the pitcher isnt the only one tired. But what do I know I dont really care for sports.

Traveling, possibly to NY, possibly with Sohum. We’re getting something to eat, but we’re in something that looks like Campus 2, but also it looks more like an adult chuck e cheese. There was a slightly dark ambiance with deep blue tones but brightly lit spaces for hanging out and eating.

We pass by a sushi area. They’re basically preparing and serving heinens sushi. Nevertheless I want some, so I grab it. I see some of the staff scraping a lot of sauce from a prep counter with chefs knives.

In britain, perhaps working, pgr must have moved. Had a team meeting previously, sobum was managing us now and mentioned that this had been a hard difficult year. I recall feeling good connecting and chatting with him. We were doing some weird team building exercise that involved some mimeing; I remember being prompted to act like i was sprinkling something in my eyes.

We watched a movie with Megans group. We were at anias apartment in nyc though. A slight shift in setting, the movie came alive and the actors were performing amidst the doors and halls of my grandmothers apartment. One was from downton abbey who played the head butler. The other I dont know. I asked someone else watching if they were in show business because they were very good. They mentioned the man was, and I felt dumb for asking, of course, I must have forgotten after a nap.

Lisa and I in NYC. We see the hill to my grandmas house. A boy like McCauley Caulkin is trying to get up the hill but keeps sliding back down. I say it’s a 30-40ft climb, quite steep.

We come out of the train station near chinatown. Lisa asks me if we had kidney(liver?) dumplings before, I said no but I didn’t care to try it. We double back because I knew there was a car we could use. Seemed like someone’s custom built roadster. We speed off and as we pass a building, the whole side of it starts peeling off.

Lisa and I planning a trip. One of our main concerns is traveling with a duffel bag, will it be ok when it rains? We’re expecting torrential rains.

We’re living in the NYC house. We hear commotion outside. A tree limb snapped off one of the trees. Unsure if anyone is hurt. I continue to make espresso, because my contribution is that I can make good coffee regardless of circumstance.

Dreamt my tooth cap fell off again. I dream this fairly regularly. I go to Progressive’s dentist, and I ask if I am supposed to be feeling anything in that tooth. She says no, of course not. I feel the empty uncapped tooth, it has the rough squishy texture of pulp.

The doctor readies her equipment. I’m concerned about anesthetic, but she’s looking at X-rays and I shouldn’t need it. Why she’s drilling, I’m not sure, the cap just needs to be reattached.

We’re in CA with Andrew. We are playing a milsim, and Andrew’s leading us to some objective.

Playing scrabble with my family. Matthew puts “gleoc” down and I’m like, “what, the beast from Zelda?” He’s like yeah, and I storm off, throwing a piece across the parking lot(?), muttering that fine I’ll start playing animal noises next. It wasn’t even spelled right, it’s gleeok. I try to find the piece but I cannot, I only find matchbooks on the floor. I figure the item might have gotten smushed by now. Someone else’s mom is screaming at her kids while they get into their car.

Lisa and I visiting NY. Were in flushing, and were looking to go to the library. We get off the subway at a particular place — we’re in flushing alright, I remark.

We find my grandmother, she asks if we’ve gotten the item from the library (there’s some sort of quest item that attaches to your wrist when you go). No I say, because we wanted to get the specific one from flushing, and not the starting item. Maybe this one was better.