Written on 13 May 2020 at 1:30pm, Wednesday:
Vague image of being in a factory, or being surrounded by factory machinery. Popcorn was being made. There’s a woman at the machine. I made it known we should save the extra or loose popcorn. She swept up the popcorn from the floor and put it in the big batch bowl. That wasn’t what I meant, and so now I thought we need to throw out the top layer of popcorn that has dust from the floor.
In a later dream, I’m in the garage at my parents’ house. I’m working on a large, old computer, a dinosaur I’m trying to see if still functioning. My mom comes in, says my dad found two computers, asks which is mine. I say both, the large one a Toshiba laptop, its battery not working, the newer one, a smaller Acer that’s mainly for internet use. She tells my dad the large one is old and doesn’t work. I wanted to correct her, to explain that it still does, it’s just the battery that’s shot. The computer in front of me doesn’t seem to be working. The electrical chord runs through a small white box before its plugged into the outlet on the wall. This white box lit up, a small flame. I try to put out the flame, or just look at it, thinking how to put it out. My dad tells me to unplug it.
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