Weird dream. Dun remember much of it. I was walking in an area of Stony Brook that doesn’t exist, and I saw two furtiture stores that shared the same building. I went into one, and was jumping about avoiding the security cameras, but even when they caught a shot of me there was nothing recognizable. And I was running around the furniture and these ickle rodent things started talking to me, and then I became one of them and we were skate boarding around oranges.