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I have this feeling my dream life is never going to calm down. Because it turns out there's more things than just werewolves out there.

It's Free Comic Book Day!. After two days of fighting the Empire, I plan on doing jack shit but read comics for the next two days. If anyone needs me I'll be spending the day at [local comic book shop]

It's taken me a few days to be able to process what exactly happened this week.

My friend Poe was on his way to my office during the madness on Wednesday, but my building requires a key card to get in.

I ran out to meet him and the Stormtroopers started firing.

Without thinking I threw my hands up and

it stopped.

The shot just hung there in the air. Like a bolt of lightning. Like I had done in my dreams.

They ran off after seeing that. I haven't tried moving anything since. I don't know that I want to.

I hope everyone is safe and sound after everything this week.

Everyone is good? Not hurt?

How are my friends?

seriously? that's the dream you choose. that was boring and gross. that boy didn't even know how to kiss. why would you give me that? isn't there something better?

two things

1. that dream was boring.
2. slytherin robes. at least something good happened.

These dreams are coming a lot more frequently and sort of in succession it seems.

Apparently, after I ran away I apparently used a hammer to fight off monsters. I was seven. Fighting with monsters. And a hammer. How utterly ludicrous is that? On the bright side, I managed to meet two people who seemed to actually believed what I had to say, and who were like me. Of course, they were much older, but I felt safe with them. I mean, I felt safe with them after I tried to attack them with my hammer because I thought that they were monsters. They told me that their names were Luke Castellan and Thalia Grace. Luke promised to not let anything hurt me, and they let me run away with them. He promised to be a better family than the one I Had left behind, and I Have to say that was incredibly appealing given how little my family thought of me. Luke even gave me a bronze knife! Again, I'm seven and now have a knife to fight off monsters, but it was the thought that counted, I think. He wanted to make sure I was going to be able to really protect myself. I have to say, though, the hammer had treated me well.

We spent so much time together, the three of us, fighting monsters and making hideouts.

We also ran into the Hunters of Artemis who tried to recruit Thalia. She didn't go, though. She wanted to stay with us, and I was so grateful for that, I think.

I woke up feeling like I was missing something -- someone.

My dreams continue to move along. There's something particularly fascinating about sitting there, across the fire from a being I created and hearing him tell his tale. I know I should feel a sense of guilt in this moment, but I can't help but be awed at his process and potential for learning. Had I known, I may not have let my fears get the best of me and abandoned him.

I won't make the same mistakes in this world

I'm kind of bummed that my Cinco de Mayo was wasted on stormtroopers. Felt good fighting them but nary a margarita was drank.

Is it unheard of to celebrate a day late? I could really go for some guacamole.

So I was informed that today is World Naked Gardening Day. Yes, it's apparently a thing, go figure. I'm just glad I don't have a garden.