The storm on Manu's birthday

Date: 2/9/2021

I'm still coming down. I'm with Manu and a woman who I'm in a class with. I have to lie down and get on a yellow mat with safety reflective stripes with them and get a little too into it with her. I feel like I pushed her limits. She asks me to back off and i do. I start to go home. On my walk home, i realized that I was supposed to go home with her. She was my home. I burned that bridge, so where do I go? I continue walking, crossing a complicated compound intersection full of yellow crosswalks. I run recklessly across to my mom on the other side. I want to tell her about Manu's birthday and the plans, but she stops me saying the whole world is experiencing an intense storm. The rain is strong and the gray clouds above me dance in a big disc-like circle shape. In another part, I'm learning a new language. In a book, it tells me how things are pronounced. It marks after the first letter, low like where the y hangs, an i shape.