Minecraft and Rafael's dad.

Date: 10/3/2016

I was living in a Minecraft-like world, formed by blocks and pixels. My goal was to stop a falling puppy from getting killed by piling up blocks of dirt and stone. If it dropped from too high, it died. So, after managing to save it, the puppy ate or touched something that made it grew bigger and bigger, like that movie "Honey, I blew up the kid". All of a sudden, I was at a barbecue, in a swimming pool, throwing something to an animal or a person, like a fetching game. Then the scenario changed again, and a friend's father was asking me about legal questions on filming his medical appointments for security reasons, while I was breaking two eggs and throwing them into a toilet that was filled with hair.