My eyes keep closing to reveal the strangest scenarios, here's one - like wooden buckets rimmed with strands of green hairlike algae. These buckets come down an assembly line on a conveyor belt. They are used for something, but I am not sure what. There are people who are angry with me for not knowing what the buckets do after they've reached the end of the conveyor belt. I just don't know. Do the authorities now come to sieze these naughty buckets? Are they ruffians, these buckets? I am being asked about their qualities, their intentions, their liquid possessions. No matter how close I look, I can't tell what their purpose is. And yet, here are ready buckets, coated in the finest emerald green algae. There is a glut of useless buckets in the factory. Everyone seems dazed.
In the meantime, I am thinking of studying nude yoga. I have found something exciting that I would like to share it with you: