I went to investigate an old abandoned building in a semi rural area. It was about 4 or 5 stories high, had small windows, and thick concrete exterior walls designed to look like stone. There were no coverings on the windows and it was black inside. It was very gloomy and silent, like a set from a horror movie. The bldg was either L or T shape. It seems I was sent to clean out the basement. I went to explore the basement, which had an entrance to the outside and was partially underground. The door wasn’t secured too well and I was able to get in. Inside it was dark, dank and dusty. There were lots old junk piled around, mostly household stuff. I found something of interest, a short longboard in good condition, maybe about 31-34″. It had big red transparent wheels. Their size were 72 or 74mm. I was excited at this discovery and anxious to test ride it. I took it home with me. On the way I passed by an Asian lady vendor selling fresh produce at a stand on the streetside.
I was watching a stoner comedy on TV about 2 goofy guys on the run from a drug deal. They were being chased by a big time mob-like kingpin leader and his thugs. It was my first time to watch this comedy. The guys’ home was very messy and clothes and smoking paraphernalia were scattered throughout.
I went to dine at this Chinese buffet that had been converted from a family-style restaurant. It was about mid afternoon and no one was inside except for a pair of Asian women sitting at a small table. The interior was very dated but very bright, looked like it was from the 60’s and hadn’t been remodeled. There were big windows to the sunny day outside, and lots of yellow colors on the walls. Asian-style lamps hung from the ceiling. I wondered why there was no one dining here. The staff was also mysteriously absent at first, then I saw a few ladies talking in the back kitchen. One of them came out and told me to go ahead and help myself. I looked at the rather small selection of dishes and didn’t find much items of interest so I left.
I was with family and relatives on a trip or vacation to some place up in the mountains. It was around late spring. We arrived at a large ski resort and went into their rental shop to get some snow gear. The shop looked like inside a gymnasium with high ceilings, windows near the ceiling, concrete walls and athletic gear scattered about. There was hardly any guests or staff there. When we entered a guy said it was late in the season so they had limited services, staff and rental gear available. We were disappointed, and before we left, I walked around the shop, seeing what they have.
I was at a large university campus. It was very crowded and busy with students. I was with 3 skater/snowboarder type friends and we went to hide inside the library. It was very big and it was mostly single story, with large glass windows showing shaded green landscaping outside. They pulled some prank or did something mischievous and were being chased by a big fat black chick who discovered them and who was a member of the school staff. I just tagged along with them only because we were friends. By hiding and staying on the dl we manage to elude her in the many book racks. When she didn’t find us she ended the pursuit and walked out of the library. We also exited the library, blending in with other students. Then we split up.
Outside the main entrance of the library, it seemed like it was grand central station. It was like a shopping mall main level, a school campus, and a theme park with rides all combined into one place. I was going down this long breezeway/corridor adjacent to a building that resembled an airport concourse. It was crowded with students. A guy near me gave a blonde-haired girl, sitting down and leaning against the wall, a morsel of food on a large comb pick.
Mikey and I were roommates in a single family house in a suburban neighborhood. There were about 2 other roommates. We were all students going to the same school. We had just arrived back from a long trip and we had stored our snowboards at a friend’s house about 6 or 7 houses down the street, perhaps for safekeeping. We went to this house first to retrieve our gear before going home. Mikey also kept his bmx bike there, which was customized with extra big wheels. The house was very old style, perhaps built in the early 1900’s. It had old style windows and all hardwood floors. The rooms were small and cramped, but it was nicely remodeled and modernized.
For some reason we spent a few nights there. When we were about to leave, a bunch of middle school age kids arrived, running all around the house and being hyper. I think our friend who lives here had a younger sibling who was having a birthday party or something. Mikey was anxious to get back home. We talked a little on the front porch then he walked off carrying his snowboard in hand. I don’t know what brand it is but it was longer than mine. My board was kept in a closet in a bedroom partially buried with other stuff. I was relieved that it was safe and secure. Mikey left behind his bike which he said he’d come back to get later. I checked around to make sure I got everything and remembered I had some stuff on a shelf above the TV in the living room. The TV was on and the kids were watching it. I was concerned that I’d block the view as I reached to get my stuff.