Walk into a room with Mikaela Shiffrin and others to do a commercial. There’s an odd clock on the floor, and I try to figure it out. Someone asks what things are and I point out the second hand. A co-worker says no, that’s stupid. I get upset, tell him to fuck off and leave. Walk down the hallway and back into a glass room. Someone else comes to ask me what happened.
Standing outside, look up and little lights zoom past. I realize that I can make contact and rise up to meet them. A portal opens up and I can see beyond it. It fades and I try again, it opens and fades again. I come back down. Mom is mad because this isn’t of God. I ignore her. I ask sis if she saw me fly and she says, “No, you just walked away down the street.”