Was on top of a bunk bed reading a book. It was foreign and English. S came up and said how far have you got? She looked, I was about 3 chapters in. Then she put her arm round me. I said sorry I’ve been a shit friend. She said that’s ok. And then climbed down again. I was lying down on my back reading.
Then I was at the top of a grassy hillside. I threw a ball down, it rolled so far, then got stuck in a bush. I followed it. Threw it further. Followed it etc.
Then I was in a hall full of people, several of us were standing with pool cues. We were backing singers to a couple of artists, one male, one female. We came in at different times to create a build-up of volume.
Then there were records and glass plates, I had to put them back in the right sleeves.
Then sister, sweets, running machine, being shot at with a gun.
(That’s according to my notes in my phone. If I’d have written it up sooner I might have remembered what I was on about. I don’t really remember anything about that last bit. Your guess is as good as mine.)