Pizza for Breakfast

1. Three Series

Beha. Watching series, three different ones at the same time. He's watching, I don't pay much attention.

2. Cube Puzzle

Waiting for food. Parents are there. Rice. Brothers are also there. Pizza in the oven. This is already the end of a dream. I'm alone with a parent I think, and sit outside. First a part where we are with the whole family inside, and the food is served in the bathroom of our parents. The house is a little different than in reality. I'm the only one without food. This is breakfast.
I'm waiting. Indeed, waiting for the pizza. I was the first to have everything prepared, but now everyone is already eating, and I don't have anything. Some stuff is already on the table, so I try that, but I know that without the pizza it is not much. One of the things is yoghurt, I'm not having that. Another is a small white bowl with syrup, just water and sugar and I try that, but it is not good for eating just like that.
It becomes later and later, and now it seems everyone is eating pizza. Now I'm really getting worried, so I put in the pizza, as if I had not done that in the first place. Maybe I thought that I waited for the others?
The cooking place is behind me, it is the place in the bathroom where the sinks are. On the right is the oven.
Then later I'm still waiting for food, but with someone else, but this is outside. Like the beergarden of a place, but it coincides with a street that goes up to that place. We have a wonderful view. I can really see far, this is a fantastic place, fantasy like, maybe a little sf. The other person, a woman, sits across of me. Steel chairs and table. Other people are out. After a while walkers come up the hill. Will there be room enough for them to pass our table? The road is narrow, footpath, mountain side.
Or maybe the lady sits on my right. It might be Anpi, or reminds me of her. She tells me that her master has not been on facebook for a whole week, and she finds that creepy, because something might be wrong, but I understand that master perfectly.
Before that at the table, two people pass. This is Mr V and his young son. The son appears to be a fan of mine. He has brought something with me and puts it on the floor, and tries to work it out, because it is some kind of puzzle, but made of wood, and of cubes, they fold over each other. The son or the father explains that our logo (that of the shop) must be on one of the sides of one of the cubes. That is what the son would like to show me. I think that is nice. The son is a fan of the shop.
They leave the thing there, have forgotten it, but that gives me the opportunity to have a go. I fold and fold, but our logo is not there.

3. Perfume

Krvh, and her heavy perfume. Can't remember the context.