One day, which I don’t remember, I had a dream where I was in a house all alone. I had never seen that house before, but in my dream, I decided to go outside of the house to see the surroundings. Outside, there was a small garden and grass fields that seemed to go on forever. I started to contemplate in my dream, wondering what was going on and what was happening.
I went back inside, hoping I had supplies to survive. Inside, I found a microwave with food in it, and the microwave worked as well. As I thought more, I began to suspect that I was dreaming. To test this, I tried to fly, but it went badly, and I nearly fell off my bed, waking up.
When I woke up, I thought about this dream and realized that it was Saturday. Then, I went on with my day. Weird.