I'm in some kind of classroom with some friends. I'm not feeling well and I want to go lie down. I grab my things, including my jewelry, and I want to take everything at once but I start dropping things and have to take two trips. One of my friends makes a joke that I just want to sleep, implying that I'm not actually feeling sick. I have a vague idea that me and my friends have our things in a temporary place and at some point something changes and the lady who owns the place is excited, and we are too, because now that temporary place doesn't make sense anymore. I don't know if this is our dormitory at school or something like that.
Now the rest of the people are at a rehearsal with teacher Cuca who is teaching them a song. I arrive and join in and she's dividing us into three voices: the Sopranos, the main character, and another one I don't remember. I think to myself that I have to join the Sopranos but when she starts explaining what the three voices are I'm not so sure anymore because she says the first voice sings high, the main character sings whatever they want, they're not limited by range, they've already mastered the whole scale. So it gives the idea that the voices have to do with the person's level of training and inhibition.
We leave the rehearsal and I'm with some colleagues near teacher Cuca and someone remarks that it's unbelievable that another teacher just missed class because they're sick and teacher Cuca agrees and I think it's strange because if it were a student it would be fine.
I realize that the place we're in is a building like Mont Saint Michel, it's all carved and it seems to be some sort of island, The building is in the middle of some cliffs and down below there's sea. It's night and I want to go up to the others and I'm getting ready to climb but I look down and see the sea and there's some fog too, and I think it's a bad idea. I could slip and fall, it's dangerous. I go back inside through a door that leads into the building but it's still outside. Some guys pass me by and comment that they want to climb as a challenge and I think how stupid. I stop at the threshold to reflect on where I am, I think it's a wonderful place and it's like I'm on a mini holiday. I don't know how or why I'm here but I'm happy and I feel grateful to be here. It gives me summer vibes. Inside I end up putting on some ice skates and start playing tag with a penguin. The penguin has a baby and every now and then it gets aggressive because it thinks I'm getting too close to the baby. I hadn't thought of that and I'm just having fun playing tag with it but it occurs to me that they usually don't like it when we get close to their babies.