I'm following Natasha and her mom along a street. They are shopping, but I'm having to rush to catch up. They step into a store, but from my distance behind, I can't tell which store. I go into a bar or restaurant, and they don't seem to be in there, but I ask to use the restroom. They tell me to it's just up ahead on the left, and I go past it, not seeing anything that looks like a restroom. They say to go back to this cabinet, and from there, retrieve the key. I decide I don't have to go that bad, I don't have time, so I leave.

I see Natasha coming up the opposite side of the street, recognized by her horizontal-striped shirt, with a guy from high school whose name I don't remember, and pushing a baby carriage (though I don't remember a baby). I tap him on the chest and say "aha, so this is what it's all about, huh? well I guess that explains it...", and Natasha responds yelling "yes, but you..." and some accusations about my aberrant behavior.

Then I'm riding my bike up 99W, just down the hill from my parents'. As I'm riding, I'm eating something like pancakes with butter, but I decide to walk, so I hop down from the bike and start walking on one of the roads going up the hill. Partially up the hill it occurs to me that I may have left my bike too close to the railroad tracks, so I start heading back down to get it, but just then I hear a train pass. I left my bike right at a "Y" in the tracks, right between the parting arms. When I come to a place where I can see it, all I can see is the train and scattered bike parts. Obviously my bike is destroyed, and I'll have to think about what kind of new one to get.

Another scene, I'm just coming back from a trip somewhere. I remember searching in my pockets for keys, and then getting in my truck to drive two hours, but first Dave and I (separate cars) are stopping at some kind of rest area. But first I go another mile or so down the road to buy some kind of cookie, and eat it in the car on the way back to the rest area.