My friends' toddlers are fighting, even though they barely can make sounds. I wonder what's the urge to fight, what instinct is driving them.
 

We all go to a fancy hotel where we try to park our bikes. The standards are quite high, in fact, someone is showing me a new and safe way to park bicycles.
It's a bit time consuming, but who wants their bike stolen?

Dozens of people gather around me.
I gaze at a hill in front of me, when a train slowly comes on top of the hill, from left to right. The sides of the wagons towards me are open and I can see the inside. Each wagon is a room of someone's home!!!
One of them is Olive Oyl's home. Popeye's girlfriend.
I find it hilarious and start laughing so hard, that everybody is looking at me.
I keep laughing while looking at how to autocorrect "ahaha" on my phone.