1. She’s over-excited and hot so I start to brush her. The panting slows as she calms down and within minutes, it’s replaced by the sound of gentle snoring.

2. I peer down the short road. Even though I’ve passed it every night this week on the bus (and countless times before that), it still strikes me as odd – the buildings are not unusual for around there but the dimensions and shop signs are just off, making the whole thing somewhat disconcerting – and it feels like I’m looking down a road in a strange town. I spend a lot of time looking down such mysterious roads in my dreams and it’s always slightly jarring when it happens in real life.

3. The four square ice cubes swirl in unison as I pour the cold liquid onto them. It’s terribly pleasing.