New family

Date: 9/1/2019

I can't remember much, but there were lots of people who were my family, but I didn't recognize any of them. There was so so so much laundry, and I just kept folding it and putting it in bags. I was trying to leave because my mom(?) was mad at me for something I had done. I walked to a basement and tried to play with my(?) band, I knew what I was supposed to be saying but my guitar wouldn't work, it was so frustrating. No one was mad though, they were just bummed I didn't get to play with them. They were my friends, and cared about me even though I don't know who they were.