In the dream I'm on vacation in a child's room ("The play takes place in a room of our childhood.") and on vacation I'm trying to sleep but when I sleep there are enormous cockroaches in the room; they crawl on me; they are a foot long, jet-black, with hard shells and sharp edges. I destroy one with a tool; it cuts my hand. I need to clean out the closet of my childhood toys, but it's so big, like an attic.

A break.

Then I'm playing frisbee on a beautiful beach in the middle of Edinburgh. Everyone is barefooted and wearing shorts. I keep coming and going; the regular players are inside playing games and my other friends are out on the beach playing Frisbee. They're playing in the wrong place! I have to walk all the way over there to tell them they're playing in such a bad place. On the way I have to crawl up a small neoclassical facade, where I catch a postcard glimpse of the Edinburgh monuments. The facade is crumbling apart in my hands, and the young lady who is following me gets a rain of stone and dirt. They won't stop playing games inside.