Dreams.

I had a dream that I was playing an online game like GTA, but I was inside the game myself. And of course, everything there was more realistic, more elaborate; you could equip different clothes in all the slots, get various skins for cars (I had a pink one), fight against other players, and so on. And so, we were driving in a group of three(?), and some guy started shooting at us (like in PUBG); maybe we had messed with him earlier. In the end, he wounded me, and I quickly stopped and got out, hiding behind cover, and started healing. Meanwhile, my companions were hiding behind other things. In this game, food restored health, so I started eating some chips and something else (that I had looted). Then, Locke appeared (maybe he was with us) and started saying that we needed to eat different kinds of porridge; they were healthy. And if there was no porridge, we could make do with cereal, although it wasn't very healthy, but it was better than chips and other junk food. He was such a nag, it was awful.