Written yesterday, 21 April 2020:
Esther Perel was there. And there’s an asian guy and a kid. The kid reminds of the asian boy in Indiana Jones, Raiders of the Lost Ark. There’s a red bin. It’s full of water bottles to be recycled, but it hides drugs. From the woman’s perspective, I see the man and his boy to be used, kidnapped, I guess, to smuggle the drugs somewhere. We drive in a small flat-bed truck with the red bin in the back. After some time, the bin falls out of the truck. We stop, but the bin is a little bit farther off behind us. I guess I’m ordering the guy to go pick up the bin. Then there’s another car driving past us and pulling over a little way in front of us. The kid runs to them. I think to myself, maybe we can make up the story that we’re a mixed family.
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