I'm Peter Griffin, from the Family Guy cartoon series. I was outside this huge wall, surrounded by a large moat filled with polluted water. Mostly, the water looked a normal cartoonish blue, but I knew that it got a lot of trash and dejects from a nearby town, especially this rich guy's home. The dejects included, somehow, radioactive stuff. Yet, somehow, I swam and played around freely. In the back of my mind I knew it could harm me, but I was having so much fun! I also, somehow, had this really neat bungee-jump rope tied to me. It would swing me around up and down along the rock walls and into and out of the water. I never got to see where the rope was tied up, but wherever it was, it guaranteed me a surreal mobility. I stayed bouncing around for a long time, until the dream finally changed.

I was myself again, and I was in my RL room. It was daytime. I had the same bungee-jump rope tied to the ceiling of my room. It was tied to this climbing equipment around my waist, and I was bouncing around right next to my bed, near my closet. Despite the small space, I was having fun. I hear a car drive in home, and my mother comes up. She tells it's my cousin R. "He's worse than ever." I'm not sure what was up with that, but apparently R. had some trouble and was now pretty much down in the dumps. "Your cousins [his kids] are here", she also says. I hate unexpected visits. I sigh and get off the climbing gear and rope as I hear them coming upstairs.