We were downtown doing some SA thing. Maybe putting up posters. And had just finished eating at a restaurant. There goes another 20$. Third or fourth this day. I need to stop spending so much money, I thought, as I exited the building. It was 2018.

When I got home I found that Sara had organized the garage. It was nice and orderly-looking, now, with everything put on shelves along the walls. Which was all very nice, but I wanted to find a certain battery charger and didn't know where it was, now.

I went out again for some reason on my bike. I had heard of this 'game for adults' that involved travelling through time with a small group and going on a mission. It sounded fun so I was thinking I'd try to join today. I was trying to figure out if I was supposed to bring a real gun or a fake one. On my way back to my garage there were 3 kids walking along the side of the road and I think they were talking about using animals for medical experiments. One of them was saying "imagine looking out from that face" and he was tearing up.

In the garage I was thinking about 2015, and I imagined the hallways of Memorial. And then I thought about 2018, and wondered what school I was going to, then. And then I was like "I wasn't in highschool in 2015! I've been working!" and the thought of how long I've been out of school was a bit of a shock. Why didn't I remember that? Have I not done anything in all that time? Imagining myself at my desk at EIT's old downstairs office, staying at work too late, the moon shining in the window.

Still in the garage, a red plasma-ey bubble appeared nearby. This must be my adult game team. I touched it and was transported. I was then a lady with glasses, sitting at a small round table with 2 or 3 other people. Before anyone else started talking, I asked if we could put food first thing on the agenda because I was hungry. But then when it came out it was all in a foreign language. Apparently not being able to communicate using words (at least not right away) was part of the game. The others just kind of shrugged, and a big guy with glasses started talking about how we were going to carry out our mission.

When I woke up Pearl was snuggling my face (lying over my arm, not my neck, so actually cozy for me, too) and I was thinking abuot the 2015, 2018 thing, and wondering if I'd had enough adventures. And I let my mind wander for a bit to think of some of the different adventures I've had since then. Well, this is my old standard thing to worry about.