let text = `Louise was really depressed and tired so I offered to help her move tomorrow. She was moving to the edge of the city, by the woods.
I asked Louise for a cocktail recipe. Apparently, it didn't exist.
I was invited to sing with another choir tomorrow night and I wasn't really prepared.

I was visiting Pakistan. It was a hot day, and I was at a rocky beach surrounded by programmed, artificial waterfalls that were turned on and off at random times. It was like an outdoor pool, with a cement bottom. I didn't really trust the cleanliness of the murky green water, but I went for a quick dip. The water was almost uncomfortably warm and didn't really help me cool off. A local woman started talking to me. We became friends and started spending a lot of time together. She was an activist. It soon became clear that we were both attracted to each other, but it was dangerous to be queer in Pakistan, so we kept our relationship hidden. She was organising some pretty revolutionary activities, and it was exciting but I was scared for her (and for myself, when we were doing forbidden things together). She came to my hotel on our last night together. I was nervous and kept accidentally putting on the wrong shirt.

I missed my job interview because I got carried away watching Adventure Time. They forgot, too, so we rescheduled.

Someone was showing and telling me about nature. We were walking through a forest. There were big, pretty purple cicadas and I googled them to see if they really existed in France (it is unclear whether this walk in the forest was happening in-person or through video). The cicadas were really big and we saw one kill a squirrel.

We were trying to go to the beach with some friends and Timothée Chalamet but we weren't able to park our car because the paid parking system wasn't working. Timothée and I started flirting and eventually kissed. At some point I carried him in my arms and he was tiny and weighed almost nothing, which I made fun of him for. He was kind of goofy but also seemed to be trying too hard sometimes.

Guillaume and I got back together. In the dream, I had had top surgery on 2 out of my 3 sets of boobs and we were both lamenting the fact, but he still thought I was the prettiest girl in the world. I complained to him about how red my eyes were because I was spending so much time on screens. His parents came home, except they were Karl's parents, and we were watching something on TV. I Wanna Hold Your Hand by The Beatles came on and his mum and I sang along to the whole thing and danced together, holding hands.

I pulled a long hair with other bits tangled in it out of my ear.

I was watching TV at home and my mum was mad at me for some reason. I got an email inviting me to a film casting. Turns out it was a fake email to lure me to this guy who just wanted to torture and kill me. He cut off my arm.

I was visiting Estonia and staying with Karl's family. My mum, brother and aunt were there too, and maybe my cat? I was struggling to walk and had been left alone in the garden at one point. Karl's brother and his girlfriend were trying to have a baby and the four of us were going to watch some Netflix but couldn't find anything to watch. Instead, I watched Estonian youtubers make ukulele music. There were two other cats there and one of them was known as a witch cat.

I was getting on a flight to Istanbul. The ramp from the airport onto the plane was really scary, it didn't have any barriers on the sides and it was barely fixed at the ends and it was really narrow. Everyone working there was stressed because of delays.

I was at home waiting for Karl to get back. Later I was at the beach. I was in a rush and dropped my jacket, and somebody picked it up. I took it back and then he tried to follow me.
I messaged Alice to ask her advice about getting an autism diagnosis.
A well-known Estonian knitter asked to make me a decoration for my boots. I didn't have boots.

I went to a restaurant with my mum and was late and just had dessert. I went to watch a movie about drugs in a very tiny cinema hall. I had a sleepover I didn't enjoy. I made a snowman for someone.

The government of Estonia decided celebrating Ramadan was more important than celebrating the day of independence. We all thought it was weird.

I was building my website and showing it to someone. At some point, it glitched and the positions were all off.

Aro and I go to a birthday party for a local designer. When we arrive, everyone is just standing quietly in a circle around her. Soon, we start dancing. I feel awkward. I start talking to a guy who I realise speaks English when he asks to be put back in his wheelchair, and we start talking. He goes home to a small town outside Marseille, and I go with him. We hang out and talk.
The next day, I go home and hang out with Esther. We talk about relationships and sex and she tells me about the person she's currently into and how she hopes they will get together. We are laying in bed, and at some point, she rolls partly on top of me. Her body morphs into that of the main character in the Netflix show Too Much. She clearly wants to get intimate with me, but I'm not too sure about it. I don't like that I know she likes someone else. I remember she expresses surprise that I've never used dental dams. Aro and Lisa walk past my open door and see Esther naked on top of me. Things are weird.

My landlord was driving me to choir. I sat in the passenger seat. When I got in, he kissed my forehead. When we arrived and the others had left the car, he straddled me on the car seat and kissed my forehead, cheeks, and eventually, my mouth. I was freaked out. I left the car, and told two of my friends what had happened. I tried to make them understand that our landlord was a creep. I couldn't get back in the car with him.

I'm travelling in France with my dad and my sister. We're taking the train. The train stops are really fast and our luggage is all scattered, so we're panicking and throwing our stuff off the train and then the train leaves and we get split up. I've made it off the train, but my dad and sister haven't. The next train stop is close, so I walk. The next train station has a fancy hotel and restaurant in it. I hear someone speaking Estonian, and we start talking. We find another Estonian as well who joins in. This is happening in the station and in the restaurant kitchen at the same time.
Eventually, my dad tells me they're somewhere else and I need to get back on a train to join them. I left all my luggage in the last station, so I walk back. At some point I am on a train, explaining to someone that I have a large backpack with me. I get off the train, and wait for my dad and sister to join me. I finally call my dad to find out where he is. He tells me they were going to get a boat and join me, but they missed it. Then he starts saying something about how Sybil and I are always speaking Estonian with each other. I realise he's not coming. I start crying and begging him not to leave me.`;