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+title: 2022-10-04
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+I remember a Labrador that followed me around in a middle school.  In the
+school's gymnasium, some company had set up a tent (yes, under the roof of the
+gymnasium) for some salespeople, and a small electric autonomous car was moving
+around the room, looking for random people, then "attaching" itself to them and
+following them around.  The car was called Dash 9, just like the diesel
+locomotive in Microsoft Train Simulator.  When a student told me that Dash 9 was
+in the gymnasium, I got hella excited, like it was some super famous brand that
+blessed us by coming here for a demo.
+
+I went into some sort of small cafeteria, which was closed, but the doors were
+unlocked.  It was dark inside, and I went behind the counter, opened a large
+drawer and grabbed a slice of some pie.  I looked around for a lemon pie
+unsuccessfully.  Under a countertop in the back was a shelf completely full of
+WD-40 tins.
+
+I then remember going outside through a glass door that led directly to a
+concrete sidewalk, just like how I would usually exit an office where I used to
+work at.  There was a small group of students there.  By habit, after putting my
+right hand into my pocket, I grabbed the remote control I have in there and
+pressed its button.  This remote triggers traffic signals to make them emit
+sounds to tell blind pedestrians when to cross, and are normally either very
+expensive or obtainable only with a disability card, but I got one anyway.  In
+this dream, two people heard the small beep of the remote and showed me their
+own remotes.  One of them was someone I met at a wedding recently.  Everyone
+then went on their way, and the group separated.
+
+I found myself now alone, with the doggo still with me.  I was trying to think
+of a way to get it to stop following me.  I noticed it did not have a collar.  I
+started to run, without really thinking about where to go to head to my house or
+some other safe location, and quickly stopped when I realized the dog would
+outrun me anyway.  I started imagining various ideas to get rid of it that
+mostly involved some very mean and dangerous acts against the dog.  One of those
+was to jump through a window in a room a few floors above the ground, stay
+standing on the small space between the window and the wall, and have the dog
+either jump towards the ground or get right on my side, at which point I could
+quickly jump back into the room and close the window to trap the dog outside.
+The window was set up just like the windows on the top floor of my grandparents'
+house.