Woke up from a dream this morning where I was working for you, but idk if it was like that never stopped or it started up again. We were in some office or some corporate house and I walked over to the couch you were sitting on. It was some ugly oversized off white or light gray knitted looking loveseat and when I sat next to you, you kept your arms straight and kind of tensed up like you were trying to keep things strictly professional. Like… excessively trying too hard. I forgot what we said but we eventually left the building to go look for foods and it looked like it was a little after noon. I think I jacked a towncar or something and then we ditched it and we’re walking around and there were all of these kids in the streets and it was loud and chaotic, and all of these parents were beating the shit out of these kids with flip flops or was spanking them and I was all what is going on?? Then I realized it was May 6th so it was the day after children’s day, and I guess Mah 6th had become some summer time Krampus style holiday. Kaye.