A neighbor from Puebla needed me to give him back something that I had borrowed from him, but he wasn’t going to be at home, we was going to be in a neighborhood near Moncloa, in Madrid, and he needed it by 9:00AM. I thought it would be difficult, but not impossible.

Then I found myself biking up Princesa Avenue and I turned left, reaching Moncloa station. I reached for my phone, but I noticed I wasn’t carrying my backpack, and my shorts didn’t have any pockets, and I begun to regret not having the foresight of packing my phone while trying to reach an unknown address. But I patted myself down and felt a rectangular bulge on the side of my hip, my phone was lodged in the elastic of my shorts.

I begun suspecting this was a dream, because nothing seemed to make sense, so when I pulled out my phone I looked at it closely and weigh it on my hand with up and down motions, it felt like reality. I squished the phone and it didn’t bulge, it felt cold and solid. “Well”, I thought, “if this is a dream and the interface works, it must mean I’m the best UI designer in the world, because I can imagine an operating system interface”. So I pressed the power button and the interface came alive, exactly as how it would in real life. The time was 8:55. As my home button doesn’t work, I used the assistance UI which revealed itself exactly in the way it does in real life, and I became convinced this was not a dream.

I opened google maps and zoomed into Moncloa, I looked closely and saw that Princesa was not coming from the south, as I expected from reality. It was coming from the east. The labels began jumbling and the map rotated and then I woke up from the dream.