Date: 4/1/2022
By Aler
The dream starts as I’m on a bus, going through the country. I’m trying to sleep with my head against the window. I arrive at my grandmothers house, but it’s in the country, a big farmhouse. I unpack. There are three others with me. I walk around the house. There is a flood coming off a muddy hill. I give one person an orange, but when they peel it it’s completely empty. I am at a desk writing notes. My grandmother says I haven’t been doing enough planning. I get upset and say how much work I’m doing. She means planning for pleasure, as my vacation is almost over and I haven’t done anything for myself. The lecture notes I’m writing are about interrogating prisoners, and how threats of violence don’t lead to useful information.