I see an aerial view of a labyrinth of hedges, laid out orthogonally, circumscribed by a golden circle. It is as if the labyrinth is infinite, but I can only see the part within the golden circle. I'm in my childhood home. My sister and two of our friends are making a movie, and I'm on the couch watching this. It's dimly lit, and depressing, so I ask myself why I'm being useless on the couch, and I join them. The friends leave, but my sister gains some enthusiasm and we continue to make the movie. It's of a news broadcast, and quickly I begin to ask myself what I had gotten myself into because I'm not sure I really want to be in the movie, for unknown reasons. Then I go to the high school I went to as a teenager, and the gym teacher tries to get me to play some sport, then I go home. I have a friend who, in the last few years we were still friends, began scaring the people around him with bold phrases and intensity. Sometimes he would even talk nonsense, and we would fear for our safety. In the dream he visits my childhood home every day and plays video games by himself in the basement. I'm bothered by this, but I resign myself to the idea that I have to accept him as part of my life. I notice I'm wearing my work apron, and it has pizza sauce on it. I want to go downstairs to get to the garage, but for some reason go between the railing posts. I'm fat now, so three wooden posts pop out of place. I make it into the garage, where there is a man. He asks me if I took care of the villain who killed his sister while I was at school. I said that I didn't find him there. I notice my belt is undone, so I reach behind my back to grab it. The man asks if the gym teacher didn't give me a belt. "No, here it is." I pull the white belt, which also had pizza sauce on it around my waist and secure it. I see a close up of the man's face. He gets a big closed-mouth grin on his face that could whiten your hair as it stands on end, and he begins to walk toward me. I wake up.