In this Midevil village, people occupied abandoned castles for dance parties and squats. The graffiti style around was cute and simple, it featured line drawings of winged lions, dogs, and dragons.   

I was examining a stone room for speaker placement. I was concerned about the roof caving in.

I think the graffiti was some sort of communication tool.

At some point I was swimming in a gray pool.

I liked the dream. 

I spent the day vaguely nervous, being the worst and a failure and not getting it together.