A blur of images... me with my dad at some place like a train station, where we have to wait for a while for our train, so we chat and snack near a stone wall. Then the train comes and I'm trying to gather things in a hurry, things that I've taken out of my packs for some reason. But I'm not repacking them, I'm trying to, for example, put on a shirt, but I already have a shirt on, and everything is like that. I try to put it somewhere where it would normally go, but there's already something there.

Later I'm on a train. I don't think my dad is there, but I'm using a laptop in a strange position, like it's on its side tucked between me and the next person, but I'm typing on it anyway, sideways. People are looking at me and I shouldn't be using a laptop, especially like that, so I stop, somewhat amusedly acknowledging my faux pas.