I guess I can’t claim to feel left out by not having any Dreams of my own anymore. That was a nightmare and a half. Nothing even that bad happened in it just a lot of shit got dropped on me as having already happened which I’m honestly glad I didn’t have to see. Like my mom dying in a fire at our apartment, not having any clue who my dad is, being homeless at 14 because they were gone. It wasn’t all bad though. My cousin Blitz was in my dream - he’s the one who tracked me down to let me know someone’s after me, passing out flyers with my name and face on it. Got to be the police right? That’s what I thought too and then I woke up to find one of the flyers on my pillow. This was definitely not put together by the cops.