I was walking through a city that was completely submerged underwater, but I could breathe normally. The buildings had fish swimming through broken windows, and everything was tinted blue-green.

There were other people walking around too, all just going about their daily business as if nothing was unusual. I remember feeling incredibly peaceful and curious.

At one point, I found an old bookstore and went inside. The books were floating slightly, their pages slowly turning in the current. I picked one up and tried to read it but the words kept shifting...

Had coffee with myself 20 years from now. They gave me advice but I can't remember what they said...

Kept climbing stairs that went nowhere, but it felt meaningful somehow. The view kept changing...