Woke up from a dream of being in a lecture hall, taking part in some weird psychodelic game show, all bright blues and purples. Midway through, I realized that something sinister was afoot, that 'phase two' involved something horrible. Luckily whoever wasa controlling the game show could only see the participants' brightly colored clothing, and my teammates and I were able to sneak out by striping off our coloured layers and lying perfectly still in the aisles. At the last minute (we were somehow slithering out, like snakes), I was caught, and sent to a back room, which had a bed & some strange wand-like thing. I was woken up by the alarm & the by the cat (who comes in begging when the alarm goes off), and never found out what the wand was for.
It's sunny today, but cold. I'm sitting on the orange fainting couch by the window, and the sun's pouring in through the garden. There's a pink rosebud on one of the bushes already, in January. For this, I moved to California.