Two train stations, equidistant from where I stood. I walked to the one closest to my destination, at least I thought. The train was coming in and I had to run. No time to buy a ticket in the station. I got onboard and looked for a ticket machine. There was a problem of course. I didn’t have the right change, or I wasn’t allowed to buy one after the train started, or something.

I was under observation at a medical facility. I had possibly emerged from anesthesia. The doctor was asking me things but he looked skeptical. Something about me was off. I felt it, too. It occurred to me that what I was really feeling was what it’s like to be asleep and dreaming.