Garage, dirty tie… blame on the garage.. relatives? I think my brother in law- asked me to check out his garage- at which point I realise its a dream because he doesn’t have a garage. we tinker on stuff. this bit was a lot longer and more interesting but i can;t remember much of it now

shopping center, man aggro me? I tell him to fuck off in a friendly, eloquent and charming way- he tries to fight me- I try to tell him to chill- security guard comes behind and does kung fu kicks in the air but doesn’t touch either of us- very comical- man suddenly starts bleeding through his shirt from the inside- ruptured his own stitches- then medical attention (futuristic) arrives almost immediately, and he goes”I drink protein shakes and frolics” and gets sped off

I then go to meet po liang and the gang at mcdonalds- i’m at century square but the mcdonalds i’m going to is a lot like plaza sing. he calls me asking me what i’m doing, i tell him i’m coming over. I was planning to eat fast food but not mcdonalds. pleased to see that lerping is there, not sure who else was there

the futuristic ambulance looked like a mobile stylish pod, like some kind of coffin/hibernation pod