In another dream I visited Broad Meadow where one of my childhood friends still lives, but I was distracted when I noticed that her home had been turned into a Fenno- Japanese souvenir shop.
But the bestest dream of it all was the one that was some sort of an add- on PC game to the first- person shooter game Overwatch; Junkrat and Roadhog were supposef to go on a heist using a very steampunk submarine. You were supposed to direct the submarine and remember to close the doors when you submerged, and steer clear of the surfers.
I had so many nice dreams that I didn't feel like getting up until in the afternoon.
I leaned my head against the wall next to my bed, and had to put my teddy bear between them.
I got up at a little before one o'clock in the afternoon. I was still so drowsy and groggy that I just took my meds and got dressed.
I called my mother and asked her if I can come over, she said it's alright.
I walked to my parents' home. It was such a blessed weather; just chilly enough, not even a breeze, the sun shone through the fluffy clouds, and the streets were covered in powdery snow.
Once at my parents' home, both mom and dad were there. I ate fish stew and drank coffee and orange juice.
Later my brother came over as well. He told me he had been shot in a bar fight; he had a huge scar on his back, and has to attend physiotherapy.
Later the day dad gave me and my brother a lift home.
Once back at my home, I hoovered the floor and washed the dishes. I took out the trash and went to the mall to return the empty cans and bottles that Mirette had left at my home.
I took a bus to Helsinki, I was a bit nervous because it was the Independence day and there would be Nazis on the move.
A few subway rides later, I met Mirette and we went to the Astra Hill where we watched the fireworks. It was gorgeous like a peacock's tail feathers, and I felt the explosions resonating deeply within myself.
We walked downtown, looking at the shop displays and collecting more empty bottles and cans.
We went to a 24/7 supermarket to buy some sustenance. I bought a can of orange juice, it tastes so sweet when you are thirsty.
We took a train to Hometown. It was so crowded that Mirette had to sit on my lap.
The train was late for half an hour before it finally departed, all the passengers whooped and applauded.
Once in Hometown, we went to my home.
I had pancakes for midnight snack, took my evening medicine, put on my nightie, and went to bed with my smartphone.
Me and my mother agreed to meet tomorrow at an ungodly hour at half past eleven o'clock in the morning. She will give me the weekly allowance; I need to buy six cartons of milk, some fruits like watermelon and grapes, apple cider vinegar and baking soda in order to make my own toilet cleaner.
I will go to the gym, and work out as usual.
In the evening I will go to the youth group at the church, and then I will go to Mirette's home for sauna.