LOTS OF DREAMS
2026.05.31
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DREAM: backflips in the bathroom
Today, I had a dream where I was back in America, but in a Japanese style mall. Like the underground ones in subway stations. I was in some kind of school field trip, and the teacher, a male gym teacher, began playing a parody of “Live Your Life” by T.I. & Rihanna as we entered some sports shop. Anyway, I snuck away from the trip and went to the bathroom where I entered a pack of American girls. I remember thinking that I could have cried because it was comforting to be with my people again.
The toilets were like the ones you see in a fancy city Starbucks (or Japan,) and the floor was built of black marble tiles. It was a pretty big bathroom, like the size of a Starbucks (Starbucks is a good reference point.) I think my mind caught onto the spa-like theme because we were suddenly wearing uniforms. I was getting kind of annoyed because people were technically “cutting me” in line since the open bathrooms were closer to them in proximity (the line was formed in the middle of the bathroom, where toilets surrounded all sides.) There were these girls playing around in the middle. They were breakdancing or something, and I had a playful urge to join them. I pretended to breakdance well, attempting to make them laugh. I did a very narrow and stiff bodied backflip, supported by one of the girls. She had blonde bangs that I saw with every revolution, which my mind saw from a fisheye perspective. With her help, I did two backflips. It was incredibly fun. I loved playing around with them.
I woke up with a knot around my heart, like someone I love died in front of me. It was also 3:00 a.m. Right now is 4:00 a.m. I think I’m gonna sleep again…
DREAM: おみやげ問題
Okay, I slept again. This time, I had a dream where I was in the airport going back to America. Sat on the plane, I realized I didn’t buy any gifts for anyone so needed to go back to the terminals. Me and a couple other passengers rushed to this chocolate shop where I bought some huge package of 9 chocolate bars. They weren’t even, like, special Japanese chocolates. It was American or German, but I had no time for specialized Japanese souvenirs. When I was checking out, the shop attendant really annoyed me because she was stalling like crazy when I was in a rush. I forgot what she was doing specifically, but she was really peeving me off. Then, I remembered: I didn’t pack up anything from my dorm. All of my stuff was still in the room. By this point, the plane was already departing. I was freaking out and screaming at the shop attendant “I CANNOT LEAVE BECAUSE IM AN ACTUAL IDIOT AND FORGOT TO PACK THE STUFF IN MY DORM.” She called security on me, not because I was yelling at her, but because she could not comprehend the fact that I didn’t want to go on my flight anymore. She was like “but you have to fly..?” and I was like “WHAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND? I DON’T HAVE ANY OF MY STUFF!!! I LITERALLY CANNOT GO ON THIS PLANE!” In retrospect, I don’t know why I was arguing with her. I had nothing to gain. Now, we were outside the shop and I think the security officer had a taser on me. I was additionally shirtless. I was cursing a lot. After a while of bickering, she returned to her place, but I stupidly went back in to buy a different gift for my cousin since she doesn’t like chocolate. Before I went, I bought a soda for the shop attendant because I felt bad for yelling at her. She didn’t appreciate it. I think my brain just wanted to rage-bait me.
PEACOCK AMONG PIGEONS
Today, as I was walking back from the grocery store, a foreigner was staring at me. He even did a 180 with his head just to look at me. Almost in retribution, I stared at the back of his T-shirt that had "SHIBUYA" incribed in a Harley Davidson-style font alongisde what I assumed were band names in smaller text. It was a cool shirt I will say. He made it so obvious that it made me appreciate how respectful the Japanese are for their obscure stares. I thought the moment was silly. I don’t have much of a feeling during these moments when people obviously stare at me other than surprise.
READING CHALLENGE! Remember yesterday when I said I was going to do the reading challenge? Well, I did for the first half of this day, but the book I chose is the most messed up and deranged book ever. I will deliberately not give you the title of this book. It is very interesting and well written, it’s just absolutely baffling how some people utilize freedom of press. Also, I got tired and I need to rest. I never really rest.
Either today or early morning tomorrow, I sort of want to walk around Osaka and maybe stop by the conbini to pick up some snacks. I started my period today, so I’m quite ravenous. I love nighttime walks in Osaka. Okay. I have nothing more to say to you. Usually, when one doesn’t have anything else to say, it marks the end of the conversation. It’s like a karaoke queue. Actually, I do have something to say: I love you so much. Also, since it’s nearing the end, happy AAPI month! I love being Asian. じゃね。