I was on a bus with Susan and some other college friends, and the driver told us that he was planning to take many scenic detours, so if we wanted to get off and walk or run part of the main road, we could do that and flag the bus down later and get back on. I decided to do that, so I got off and started to run on the main road. It was a fantastic run, and eventually I noticed that the air became quite thick. It reminded me of the way that water has surface tension, except the air became much thicker than that. The thickness started at around my chest level, so I found that by making a swimming motion with my arms and grabbing a fistful of the thick air, I could pull myself as I ran, and this made it much easier. None of the other runners were doing it, though, and I couldn't figure out why. I wished that they would figure it out, because I was worried that I looked really stupid. Anyway, at a certain point, I decided to get back on the bus, so I tried to flag it down, but the driver didn't see me.
I tried to take a shortcut through a spa to catch up to the bus, but I got lost in a stairwell and soon my problem became finding a way out of the spa at all. I went into a bathroom because I figured that I probably ought to pee and get some water, but I couldn't figure out the toilet mechanism. I heard people peeing, but I couldn't see anything that looked like a toilet, so I decided to get a drink. I tried the water fountain, but its water tasted bad. I noticed other people drinking from the sinks, so I went to an available sink. The water pressure was weak, so all I could do was suck the water off as it ran down the side of the sink. After I stood up from that endeavor, I felt my mouth full of sink scum, and I woke up nearly ready to vomit. I've been awake for hours now, and I still have to fight away the memory of my mouth full of sink scum.
Breakfast was a difficult meal, but I pushed through.
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