:::: coming out of the shower, I find James Earl Jones holding a towel saying “nice musculature”
:::: a truck driven by a polar bear pulls up beside me at the lights with a driver strapped to the grille
:::: what I think is a parachutist landing in the garden turns out to be a giant puppet
:::: I’m with a crowd at the zoo watching an octopus struggle to put in a contact lens
:::: Vladimir Putin shows me how to chop a courgette whilst singing the Baby Shark song
:::: it’s only when I take a selfie I realise I’m actually someone else