Sounds like… slowly waking up from a coconut concussion on the same tropical island you remember being on earlier except now everything is a bit shinier and you can’t help but feel the after taste of pina coloadas. What happened after that coconut hit you on the head!? Is your memory fading? Is your memory faaaading? Just dance through the pain and ignore the sun beating down on your un-suncreened back.Â You can’t get sunburned in dreamscapes. Or can you…?
Location: Brooklyn, NY. Dream islands.
Future: You wake up. Or if you are lucky, you don’t. And its pina colada hangovers and expert hip movements until the end of time.