Grischkaja's world of dreams and mysteries

Hours of sleep: 8
Recall:3/5
Vividness: 3/5

Oh my Gosh, what a crazy night

I'm somewhere. This sounds crazy, but I couldn't see at all, what was going on around. I didn't see anything, I didn't see a white page, or a black one. No. There is nothing. Kind of hard to explain, but there was really nothing. Strange.
This lasted about 5 seconds or so, than I saw one of my professor of university in front of me. He was talking to me, but I heard nothing. I just saw his lips moving, but no sound was coming out. After 3 seconds or so, his voice appeared slowly, than I could hear that he was saying [in German, his mother-tongue] that he had corrected my paper and that he wanted to speak a bit about it. He said, that we had to go in his mobile-home. I looked around me and I saw, that the void had disappeared, I was standing in a field, in front of me was a mobile-home. I had the feeling that I was in some circus or an amusement park.
His mobile-home was really tiny, I just thought:
- Well, it seems that professors don't earn that much money...
I was still confused, because I knew that he was one of the important researcher in human science at my university. Strange.
So I entered and I couldn't believe what I saw. This tiny mobile home had three big rooms about 4 meters high, 5 meters wide and 7 meter long. It looked like an old mansion or something like that, but it was decorated and built like a Swiss chalet. I was so impressed that I couldn't say anything. The professor said, as he closed the door:
- Well, I wanted to bring something familiar with me. You know, when you live away from your motherland, you get a bit nostalgic.

Just for info: he's Swiss

He offered me a seat at his bar (yes there was a bar too! ) and he talked to me, still in German:
- I corrected your paper and I was kind of amazed. You got nearly everything right, you did just one fault, but it isn't worth speaking about it. Well you got 18 of 20.
I wanted to converted it up to 60 points, but I had difficulties to calculate and after two or three tries, I finally got the right number. This confused me, because I'm good in math.
- But this isn't really the reason, why I wanted to talk to you. You gave an example of writing a novel in one question. I just wanted to know, if you write novels in your free-time.
Really? Did I wrote that? Well that's right, but I couldn't remember that I did it.
- Yes that's true, I said in German.
- Well, tell me a bit about it.
I wanted to explain a bit, but for some reason, the words didn't came out as I wanted. Although I'm a fluent German speaker and I write my novels in German, I just kept on using inappropriate words and expression to explain my activity as author. He looked at me really confused, I knew that I was making bad publicity for my writing skills. I felt so ashamed, like a little boy, who had broken an old porcelain vase. I saw that he was smiling and was kind of amused about that. I stopped my speech and I ran away