Dreams.

The other day, I had a dream about school, by the way. Probably because of our discussions. I remember it was in my modified school. I was sitting in a classroom with my classmates (though it wasn't necessarily all of them), and we were either waiting for the teacher or doing something else. I only remember that everyone looked quite fashionable. Someone dyed their hair, someone got a new haircut, and the clothes weren't school uniforms. Apparently, my brain couldn't imagine everyone being older, so it just made them stylish. As a result, we probably started doing something, maybe playing a game or something, but I ended up with a hammer and some gold strips for decoration or something, plus I got a task, or I volunteered (because I won something), which was to decorate the classroom door with this gold stuff. When I was almost done, our class teacher (the first one) came and told me to take it all down. I don't remember why, but it wasn't supposed to be there. That's the kind of nonsense it was. Then I had another dream about a street party by the water (maybe that same night, or maybe not) with various acquaintances and relatives who were just in the background somewhere. I remember that we all ended up on some kind of steamboat where a party was being held. There was a dance hall, a dining hall, and so on. I met an interesting girl, we talked, and it seemed like we were planning to continue communicating after the party. Then, somehow, I found out that there was a bomb on the ship and tried to warn everyone, but I guess I didn't have time. As a result, the ship docked, half of the passengers got off, and the other half didn't (maybe I was running around personally warning everyone, so I didn't have time, including the captain), and the ship sailed away again, and then exploded. And only then did I notice that the girl had stayed on the steamboat, and I felt really sad about it. And today, there was a mini-horror dream, but I don't remember much of it