Dreams.

Amka and I were chatting on Skype, and then suddenly, some incredibly awesome lag occurred – I gained the ability to write as Amka and edit his posts. I managed to scribble "I'm a d*ck" in his style :3, and my omnipotence kept growing and growing until, instead of my desktop, I saw Amka's desktop, where I could do whatever I wanted. I had a fleeting thought that Amka was also controlling my computer at that moment, but that thought vanished when he (Amka) deleted all the files and shortcuts from his desktop for some reason. Probably so I wouldn't read something, haha. So, we were both at his computer. But I didn't manage to do anything special because Amka quickly realized that he needed to reboot the computer. And I was too slow and didn't manage to cancel it when some programs were delaying the reboot. Early morning. I'm standing in our hallway, reading a book. I want to sit or lie down, but I realize that... that I understand something, because of which it's more advantageous for me to stand in the hallway for a whole minute. Specifically in the hallway, not in the entrance hall, not in the living room, not in my room, not anywhere else. My sister walks into the entrance hall. We don't say "good morning" to each other because we already met today. I say to her: "I dreamed that Dad wanted to take me on a ship so that I could live there and sail constantly. 'You'll live on the ship,' he said." My sister didn't answer anything because I realized: in reality, I was lying in bed and dozing, and all this was just a dream. And I mumbled those words into the pillow. After some time, I woke up in reality, in a zero-level dream. So, I was dozing in a dream, and in my dozes, I was telling about the dream that I had. (I didn't see the dream itself.)