I was pregnant and it was my due date so I was in the maternity ward of the hospital. The doctor checked to see how open I was and told me I was really open and almost ready to start pushing. Surprised, I asked him if I should push even though I wasn’t having any contractions yet, nor feeling any pain. He said sure, lets try and see how it goes. I asked if there was a particular position that I needed to be in and he said no, I could sit/lie/stand however I wanted. He named a coupe of positions, like “the gun”, which I had never heard of and I realized I was totally unprepared to give birth.

But when I tried to push, it felt all wrong so we decided to wait for a bit. The doctor left the room but the nurse stuck around to see if I needed anything. I decided to go for a walk since I had heard that could get the labour started. The nurse showed me some exercises to do during the walk (like massage the ground with my fingers) and when she left my water broke. I was all excited about it but Arvid, who was there for moral support, seemed a little freaked out and didn’t want to come close enough to me for a hug.

I wanted to call my mom and get some good advice, but I also had to text dad and Natalie and some other people to let them know this was it, I was going to have a baby soon. When we left my private room to walk around the ward I realized I was only wearing a t-shirt so I called the nurse and asked if I could get one of those towel skirts that everyone else was wearing.

After we had walked around for a bit (with no change in the contraction area), I felt my stomach growling and told the nurse I needed to take a poo. She was excited about this and I guessed it was because that would make my pooing myself during delivery less likely. She showed me to a large shower area which was in conjunction to the waiting room. I was surprised I was supposed to shit in the shower but the drains were large so I supposed that’s what they were for. I tried to pull the curtains enough so that the people in the waiting room wouldn’t be privy to my defecation but, as always, it was hard to manage. I waved to Frida who was waiting for me, and luckily what I managed to get out of me was soft enough that it just ran right through the drain.

I was in a big auditorium where there was a memorial service being held for my dad. He had died in a car accident and the person behind the podium at the bottom of the amphitheatre shaped room was showing pictures of a moose who had cared for my dad and wanted to be his friend during his last minutes alive. I had been calm until this point in the story, but something about it really moved me and I started crying so uncontrollably I had to leave the auditorium. Mom, who had been sitting next to me, came out after me and tried to console me. There was no consolation to be given though, since dad was irreversibly dead. I cried for a while and then I calmed down and went back inside. It was my turn to give a speech soon and by the time I got down to the podium it was more as if I was giving a lecture than speaking from the heart about dad.

Arvid and I were hurrying, driving towards the entry point of the ferry. We had gotten there late and were now waiting to see if they would let us on or not. No other cars were around. We walked around, talked and played some game while waiting. They finally let us on and I went to use the bathroom. The one that was open was one where the toilet was raised really high so I almost had to climb onto it, and also Fisk was there, blocking my way. He was sitting with his legs spread open on top of the toilet and told me if I wanted to go, I had to go while he was there. It was weird and I was reluctant, but I really had to go.

Afterwards, I went out into the common area where there was a bed along one of the walls. Foad and I started making out in it and eventually we were so into it that we decided to have sex despite there being people around. We tried to do it as sneakily as we could but obviously people noticed.

My mom was pregnant and we were at the maternity ward to get things sorted out for the future delivery. When we were there though, mom realized that it was time right now so she bullied the nurses into taking her to an exam room. Turned out she was right, and they did an emergency C-section. When they took the baby out it was stillborn, looking more like strands of blood and flesh than a human being. I was devastated, both cause it was disgusting and because I couldn’t imagine the pain my mom must be going through. I walked over to her while she was still on the operating table getting stitched up and hugged her and cried. She was stone faced, told me it was ok. I tried to stop crying because I wanted to be strong for her, but she said she hadn’t seen the baby so there was nothing for me to worry about. She was fine.

I was hanging out with Tina, first on a bus and later in an apartment building. Foad lived in one of the apartments and we were talking on his way to go get laundry. But instead of getting laundry he decided to have a big party and I’m not sure if I wasn’t invited or if I just didn’t really want to go.

I went back to my room but by the great staircase with huge windows towards the ocean, I saw Caroline and Teresa watching the storm outside. It was windy and rainy and there were huge lightnings striking everywhere. We could feel everything shaking. The next big lighting hit the water and we saw it spreading towards us. The impact had caused a tidal wave which was also fast approaching. We ran to try to find safety, me hiding in the closet of my room.

When I finally looked out from my hiding spot we were on a boat. The entire city had been divided onto two boats going down a wide canal, but I didn’t know where we were. The water was calm and it was a sunny day. As I watched the beautiful landscape around me I realized I was dreaming. As usual, I thought to myself that I should probably try to get laid, but I wanted to enjoy the beauty of this first. I couldn’t do that in real life.

After a while I was in a building and shown around a corridor. At the end of the corridor I decided that it was time for sex so I looked around the office and saw John K (an old acquaintance). I thought to myself that it was a very strange person to have conjured for sex, but oh well. We started making out and it was surprisingly good so I figured I’d just go with it. The foreplay was drawn out so that when we finally did have sex (from behind, standing up in the corridor) it didn’t take long before I came.