My dad slept at my place after V’s wedding. Early in the morning, he noticed that the ceiling light in the living room didn’t work anymore, but he did not tell me.

I woke up, and a sleep tracking app on my phone showed unnecessarily loud unnecessary notifications to tell me that an alarm was an “interval”, meaning it was the last alarm of the day.

I had trouble finding my socks until I realized I just needed to take some new ones in the wardrobe. I changed right behind my dad without feeling shy at all.

I think we then went to visit some sort of kitchen, poorly lit by some colorful lights and where many people wearing lab coats and hair nets were working.

I remember my dad saying he liked the animation when minimizing a window on Windows XP while the computer was lagging: the title bar can be seen very slowly moving to a taskbar button. He told me this as we were in front of his desktop computer in the previous family home.