I was in a departmental store with my parents. We had a cart and was shopping around, progressively filling up the cart. Halfway through though, the cart just suddenly disappeared. My mum was pushing it then it was suddenly just gone. Dad got really pissed. After all we had spent a lot of time picking … Continue reading Milk with oats
Month: June 2019
Exploring the… Moon?
I was jumping around. Jumping to distances and heights I would never actually be able to do. Nothing superhuman, but just about twice or three times what I would be able to do in reality. So I was jumping from obstacle to obstacle, doing like a plain, unfancy version of parkour. Then the scene changed. … Continue reading Exploring the… Moon?
Zombie Apocalypse
There were gadgets. Kick scooter devices that the vendor was showing off, only that the wheels were metal. They showed off some older, more normal devices where there were large, 10 inch wheels mounted on, but their pride and joy was the all aluminium wheels. Which didn't really make sense to me because metal didn't … Continue reading Zombie Apocalypse
Baud Rate
P was going around the office with a sheet, as if he was doing a survey. But in reality, it was more like a test than a survey. I was at my desk and my boss was next to me when he came. "What is the baud rate if it's 36,000?" The question was something … Continue reading Baud Rate
People I trust, and people I don’t
We went for a combined group dinner. Had the room booked. A small number of us from my group were the first to reach... And it was around then when we received the whatsapp message in the group chat from I complaining about how he was tired from loads of cases that day and basically … Continue reading People I trust, and people I don’t
The door mat
The problem with dreams is that you forget them fast. This one was in bits and pieces to begin with, and then I've forgotten more of it since this morning... This dream was in multiple parts. First, I dreamt that my boss was dying. Like he was terminally ill or something and all I could … Continue reading The door mat
Chinese bookstore
As with all dreams, this one is messy and strange. It started with me wondering where the location for next week's team bonding activity was. Then somehow brain got the idea that maybe it's in Little India. Or I just subconsciously decided that I miss that place or something. And so the next thing I … Continue reading Chinese bookstore