I'm at the coast, probably Hawaii. I have apparently just arrived; it's sunny and hot, and from up on a bluff I can see the beach far below. I'm walking on a trail that goes parallel to the ocean, and I encounter my parents, on a perpendicular trail going away from the beach, just temporarily, to get something. I greet them and tell them that I'll meet them at the beach in a few minutes. I'm thinking that I'll have to borrow some sunscreen, because I haven't got any yet.

Then I find myself in a restaurant, having lunch with some colleagues, and we're all chatting together as a group. I make a joke about not being allowed to contact somebody, like when you have a restraining order against you: "no calling them. no writing them letters. no sending your friend with a message for them", and then the joke is that it gets more and more ridiculous, like "no sending pigeons with messages for them", etc. Mike, the CEO of my company, is sitting at a table at the back and laughing, I think adding a suggestion to the no-contact list.