Family first, traffic cops second,
Singapore goes to the pits.
This dream
starts out with a piano; me moving my piano to some void deck beside a
kindergarten. I am supposed to be picking up another piano from somewhere else.
As I leave the piano at the void deck, I am thinking how cool it would be to be
able to play a piano anytime I want under the block. As I leave, I hear piano
music coming from the kindergarten. 2 pianos? Wow.
I am
supposed to view some piano in somebody’s house. I have no idea who they are.
They live on the 5th floor and the lift is quite far. I take the
stairs, forget something, go down and come back up again. It’s a typical malay
house. The décor and everything. I think I talk to the family there.
I see my
late grandfather there. He is on a wheel chair. I go over and say Hi to him. He
says that he was angry with someone but that he thinks he should let go of the
anger. I thought that he sounded pretty coherent. (My Grandad suffered from
dementia when he was alive)
The family
mentioned that they have some booze to give away cuz they don’t drink. They let
me hang around and as they leave, they ask me to lock up. There is a friend
with me in the apartment. She mentions that she wants to bathe which I thought
was strange since we weren’t living in the house. I wait for her. She comes out
of the bathroom with a small white towel. It slips away and she decides to walk
around the house naked. I think because she’s a friend I don’t mind. We are
having a normal conversation, totally aware that she’s buck naked but being
fine with it. We decide to have some of that booze. We decided on some peach
vodka, left it on the table and decided to look for glasses. (I thought
drinking out of the bottle was fine) We took so long to find the glasses that
we forgot where we put the bottle in the first place. We start panicking and
soon enough the family comes back home. Someone accuses grandad of being drunk
and I quietly leave the house. (there was a bottle of booze hidden under a pile
of clothes on a chair just behind him)
I am walking
down some neighbourhood. I see a small group of may 4-5 student protestors.
Free amsterdam or something. I thought that they looked rather silly. I sit
with Shawn and another friend, stone table outdoors. Suddenly, there is a bunch
of cops walking by. They have Oaky by the arm. Looks like they are going to
arrest her. Was she a part of the protest,? I thought to myself. I think she’s
gonna be fine. The second time they came around again, I followed them. They
walked her over to some street. I walked up to her and gave her a hug. She was
being arrested for a fucking traffic offence. And 5 cops needed to escort her.
The cops leave us there while they find back up. We disappear into a building
behind us. Like effing batman. Smooth. We take the lift up to the 3rd
story and it says, “Meredith Hotel”. We turn up smack in the middle of some
ballroom. It’s a wedding and there is a whole bunch of affluent malays and
arabs. It’s a chicken and shisha party. It’s everywhere. The camera man is
asking this arab dude to pose with his chicken and he goes, “chicken?”
We step out
into the lobby and disappear.
