Drive up to the end of a cul-de-sac, walk over to a driveway. An old man comes out and wants us to leave. He pushes up and yells. I hit him and back away. He follows and I block his punches. Get back in the car and leave.
Working on code. Have to do something on the phone and there’s a meeting. Walk into a small auditorium.
Leaving school, get onto a chairlift and go through the crowds outside. I see Beth F. but don’t say hi.
Walk into a fancy club-it’s where we’re having our wedding reception. E says hi to everyone, and we go back to the banquet rooms. I ask how many it seats, and say we need 12, but E says we need 24. Walk into another room that’s outside, and there are odd caterpillar things on the ground, eating stuff on the ground.