I am apparently on vacation near some ocean. Just a short distance from the beach is a long island that parallels the shore. It is night, and I swim alone out to the island.

On the island I meet a group of people who apparently have the hobby of being hit in the head with a long 2x4 board. They are taking turns giving each other a heavy smack, laughing, and carrying on. They offer to let me try it, but I decline, suspecting that a headache may result, especially the next day. I swim back to the mainland.

The next morning I am at the swimming pool. A woman arrives with her early-twenties daughter, apparently familiar although I don't know them in real life. The woman asks me to remind my mother about something, something borrowed or owed. I answer that of course I will, but I think I'm not interested and may or may not bother to mention it.