Something else (a #dream)

 On vacation, somewhere in Asia, me and and a travelcompanion just missed our (tour?)bus. While my companion (a friend? My mother? Just another traveler?) ran away on white flip flops through the narrow streets and I followed in pursuit, our tour guide came running after us. Just as she was about to catch up, I got stopped by an entertainment colleague, calling herself by her stage name Cherry Bosom. Before she turned away and ran, she handed me a pack of toothpicks. They were a novelty, as you didn't have to break the individual picks in three parts for the different kinds of toothpicking dentists recommended you to do.  The brand name was 'Levis' added by something that sounded like 'classic' but was absolutely something else.

Beer brewing (a #dream)

We were in the process of rebuilding society. Rebuilding starts with children. So, in this dream, I was a teacher. A female teacher. In a makeshift classroom; a really, really big room in a part of a building that was still standing after the collapse of society. 

It was filled with hundreds of children, ranging from two until eighteen. A young, male colleague came in later, after I had given an introduction, and apologized for being late. Because there were no more seats, he picked up a little girl with long black hair and a naughty look in her eyes, sat down on her seat and put her on his lap. Only to jump up seconds later: "She just peed in my lap!"

The giggling girl was taken over by a teenage, dark blond female teenager who couldn't stop laughing while my colleague tried to pretend nothing had happened and took over class.

We took turns in teaching the children about moped maintenance - a blue moped with three greasy, white seats in a row served as the item to practice on - and beer brewing.