I write on a large shop window for Y.’s birthday with chalk. Then we go downstairs to the shop to talk to the operators. The window should be cleaned again after the birthday. Then I find myself in the house of the S. family. The light doesn't work. I'm scared and try to light up my mobile phone and find the fuse box. One fuse doesn't seem to be switched on, the others are all on. The light comes on again and I switch off the fuse I switched on. The light still works. I walk on. I feel hungover even though I don't drink alcohol. I go out into a garden. A. is lying there. She has a big bruise on her thigh. I'm wearing a tight-fitting cap that I usually wear for running. I get off a bus on my bike. I have a big board on my back. The bus driver is very nice.