I dreamt, there’s a new EU law, that people can’t choose what amount of an item they can put in their online shopping carts. It had to be random, but people would only ever pay a fixed price for any amount.

Also, I worked at some company with lots of white and grey interior. They planned to have an office party. I didn’t wanna go, but a cute female colleague sat on my desk asked me if I even answer my private phone. I said “yes, if I know the number.” She gave me her number. When I was about to go home, she called and convinced me to stay for the party.

I wanted to close the windows in the office to go to the party, but it was windy and the white transparent and blue opaque curtains were closed and the wind had them flapping around, so it was complicated to get them out of the way.

Finally I went to the party, but it was almost over. A male colleague with a nacho cowboy hat gave me a ginger ale. I patted him on the back and we sat at a white conference table. It had blue and yellow paper streamers over it and an almost empty snack bowl.

On my smartphone, I started online shopping for chat bots for my server. I put a random amount into the shopping basket, as per the EU law. It was an insane amount and small price. I laughed. That was like winning a lottery, so I put another random amount in the basket. The number wasn’t so high, but it was still cheap overvall.

The cute girl met with me on the party. She wanted me to take her home. We took public transportation. On a big train station she suddenly panicked. We had to run from something. Her older sister was suddenly there out of nowhere. She seemed tough, strong and heroic. There was a conveyor belt bridge for people at the station. The sister hit its big red emergency halt button as we rushed, ducked past where the people would go off, so someone chasing us wouldn’t see us.

I woke up.