New Year's 2012 and burning my finger

Date: 3/8/2019

I remember a recurring part of this video of this crazy guy in the streets of New York who evidently was about to bump into Jerry Seinfeld because the camera then panned onto him looking taken off-guard. I saw this video multiple times in between scenes and in all of them Jerry was watching the video and then was surprised when he saw himself in the shot. The next scene I remember, which actually I kept going back to but it was more like the story continued was I was in a building that looked like the building I'm interning in but it was slightly different and there were all these paintings that ranged in age from recent to ten years and they were all made by students. I think most of them had been abandoned by their creators but when I went back to the scene for the last time, I saw a student with her painting and I think I complimented it and then she and the teacher were telling me how basically they were trying to get the abandoned paintings back to their rightful owners and that's when they told me they had a painting that was from ten years prior and they showed it to me but I had seen it before when I'd been in this scene before but I just didn't know how old it was. It looked familiar to me I think because it sort of looked like this painting my mom did in a paint night years ago, only like three years ago not ten. It wasn't though. The dominant color was indigo and the brush strokes were swirly like in Van gogh's starry night. Actually now that I think about it, that's also what it reminded me of. In this painting I remember there was a tiny floating girl up at the top like so tiny she was almost like an insignificant speck in that vast abstract world but she wore red, which caught the eye's attention to her. The painting was dark otherwise dominated in the indigo blue and a dark purple. She was leaping over the swirly strokes. Her hair was black and flowing behind her. I remember also in the scene the teacher who then either just reminded me of the librarian where I work or became her started talking about how they know what happens around here because they read online but she'd like if reports could be sent by the research team. The part prior to this last painting scene, I was back in the streets of NY and I had texted a friend asking her to meet me, that I had just gotten done doing something and then I was with her and another girl and we ran into Pete Davidson who looked very disheveled. His hair, which was blond again, was a mess and his face looked dirty. The encounter was like I was reading a pop culture news article about him where it said Pete Davidson is "dirty" or something like that and the headline floated above his head. I felt bad. Next scene: I was in a classroom with my cousin and all I remember was she was spray painting the white board with this sparkly gold glitter spray paint. I most vividly remember when she spray painted 2012 on the board but it came out looking like whipped cream with specks of glitter in it. She had done it because it was the perfect time for it, it was New Year's. It reminded me of my family tradition when we have pancakes in the shape of the numbers of the new year but I don't know why it was 2012. The next part I remember being in the car with my mom and she kept complaining that my breath smelled but it had to do with this project I was doing. The very last scene I was reading a book but I kept losing my place and it was equivalent to like letting go of a kite and I was immersed into the metaphor, which the book had little to do with. My aunt was with me and she was trying to show me how to hold on but I then became scared to because a flame started rapidly going up the string like a kerosene soaked string lit by a match and I didn't want to burn my fingers. My aunt did it fearlessly and she burned her fingers and then I finally did it and it hurt so bad. I did it a couple times. Then I woke up.