Waiting in line at the post office with mom and S. Some folks we knew from Cleveland are in front of us. They wait for us. We go to the desk, and S says she needs to have her special card updated. The person puts a not in the inbox. Mom starts talking about stuff to the person. We leave and the people are in a circle to talk to us. I go to shake hands with one guy and he grabs my thumb. I try to twist out of it.
At some school. I grab a folding kite thing and run away with it-a few guys follow me. We go down a street or 2, through a yard, and get ready to fly it into a river that’s part of someone’s pool.