2026-07-09

I follow Miley Cyrus up onto a stage. I walk slowly and very intentionally, taking up space. She's not happy. There's also something with Taylor Swift, it's a mix of the two. As I step onto the stage she looks at me and tries to intimidate me with the height difference but I don't let myself be intimidated which makes her even more furious. Then she sets fire to a tree with red leaves and I think to myself that she even managed to find a tree with red leaves. I know everything is going to burn and we have to get out of here, but no one moves, including me, and we continue as if nothing's happening.

At some point I say we have to leave. People start lining up to leave and I start thinking about what to take with me. I only grab my princess mug, and then I go get my cat. She's hiding and I have to call her. She comes and I grab her and start evacuating. I know we don't have much time. I also grab my travel coat because I might get cold and I think it's a strange choice, using the little capacity I have to carry things on a coat.

There are two exits, one through a tunnel and another through some stairs. I decide to go through the stairs and I have to run up the stairs. I start hearing a countdown in my head and I know I won't have time to completely leave the building so when the countdown ends I throw myself to the floor like everyone else and protect my cat with my body. I see the top of the building start to collapse and I still move forward a few more meters while I see that it's not reaching the ground until I really have to stop and wait.

I'm in a room with several friends and we're having dance rehearsal. Someone has come to watch, I don't remember who it is but it's a man and I think he's also a dancer. I pick up a vacuum cleaner piece and start spinning just balanced on one heel. I'm amazed at my own balance. I spin and spin, always just on one foot on my heel. Eventually I stop and then a colleague asks me to pass her a coat. I grab the one that's closest, take it from some kind of luggage rack. I pass her the coat and ask if that one's ok and she says yes.

I'm at a wedding ceremony to marry an Indian girl. I'm dressed in white and my bridesmaids are also in white and the Indian girl is dressed in dark blue. I arrive already late and I step up onto a step to get through and I even think it's a strange way to enter. She grabs my hands and looks into my eyes, she's a little shorter than me, and tells me she really likes me. I hear the words coming out of my mouth “me too” and they sound empty, it's an automatic response. She frowns slightly because she wasn't expecting me to interrupt her. She continues her speech and we laugh and I feel nothing. I leave thinking why did I get married when it's not something I wanted.

I enter a room with a friend and she's also asking if I'm sure about what I did and then the Indian girl appears and my friend tells her that maybe we shouldn't have rushed into it and that she's sure we're going to get divorced. The Indian girl is furious and replies that's because she (my friend) and her girlfriend are jealous of us. That rubs me the wrong way and I say that even I know we're going to get divorced. Now the Indian girl is in shock and leaves the room. I remain in the room talking to my friend and I tell her it's true and that I didn't like the comment the girl made about my friend being jealous. I start thinking why I got married and that it'll be a hassle to get divorced later.