Fake Beach, by Phoebe
I had many short dreams. In one, I was in my home town, though it looked different. I was talking to some people I know and I said something fairly banal, but when I did I woke myself up thinking that I had actually said the thing out loud.
In another dream, I was in the loft space where we were all sleeping. I was wandering around and I looked into a storage space that was off the front of the living room. There, a bunch of people who live in the loft space complex had made a fake beach out of blue and tan blankets, and were lying around on it as if they were at the beach.