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AI dream #21: the sockets are on fire, drop the coffin

At my grandma’s house, the sockets were on fire. I try to extinguish the fire with a bottle of water.

I tell Nicla to call the firefighters, but nobody is listening so I call them. Someone answers my call and tells me the fire is not dangerous and I shouldn’t get worried. I scoff and ask their name. It’s my cousin Jacopo. I ask him if he realises how dangerous the situation is with two old ladies and they’d better hurry.

I tell Zia Sunta not to worry and I show her I am in charge of the situation, because I am extinguishing the fire with my bottle of water.

We are then at my parents house, in what used to be my childhood bedroom. My mom’s sisters help me move a small, white coffin from my bedroom. The handles are made of gold. It’s hard to manoeuvre and I am directing them. Both of them, one after the other, drop the handles. I tell them off and I grab all the handles myself. It’s surprisingly light.

I go back to my grandma’s home and I see a guy from my childhood years, building a burial niche for Zia Sunta. He is doing a messy job and I try to fix it. I ask Nicla if she had thought of covering the raw cement and bricks with some marble. She says now it’s time to fix the mess, then later we’ll think about aesthetics.

AI dream #17: the baby who disappeared in the grapes before a big improvised sale

During a family reunion in Collemarino, we find a new baby. He must have been only a few weeks old. We lose sight of him, but we could feel his presence in a bowl of fruit, particularly in the grapes. I say to my aunt Nicla: we gotta find him. So we go to what seemed to be her old apartment near the main square of Collemarino. She opens the door and the alarm goes off. I try to talk to the guard of the alarm system company, but the speaker is old and I can’t grasp what he is saying.

Hundreds of people enter through the main door and go near a big table where a lot of objects were tidily displayed. They were Nicla’s belongings. She looks at me, questioning me with her eyes on what we were supposed to do. Solution: we start shouting “everything is on sale for €2!” And we laugh.