Living in some huge castle complex with any/all peers that exist on earth. The complex consists of at least three buildings -- including an amphitheatre and some apartment buildings -- connected by outdoor paths made of rocks-for-stairs. It thunderstorms. I wear Andy's flip flops everywhere because they are more comfortable than the shoes I'm given. Keep looking everywhere for Andy, but everyone looks the same. Like living inside some version of Jorinda and Joringel.
I woke up without a voice, late for work.
