a book discussion was in progress.
i had beer with D & his girlfriend.
my sister told me to turn on the tv so she could match the time. she was very demanding and we had a fight.
i walked into my high school gym. nobody was there except for a man meditating. i only saw his back. i got to the changing room and went to the toilet. as i was doing what i had to do, i saw the man’s feet from the gap below the door. i saw them climbing the door, obviously he tried to look inside. i saw his head on top of the toilet’s low divider. he was very tall. i screamed for my boyfriend. he appeared and chased him. the voyeur turned out to be my old high school friend whom i had never been close with.
i was in quite a spacious room, busy with my laptop. it could be any of all the rooms i had seen before. a queen bed divided the rectangular room and, just like in hotel rooms, a tv set stood exactly opposite the bed. the bathroom was at the far right corner. the entrance door was on my left, opened. the room had a medium-sized window by the door. i don’t remember whether the curtain was drawn or not.
the next thing i knew i was outside, standing in the terrace, panicking. i just got back from somewhere and it seemed like somebody had broken into the room from the ventilation. my friend D was there to help me observe the place. he said, ”it was a witch doctor who came here.” i was so shocked my eyes almost popped out.
then, i went to a church.