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Does anyone dream about Hell? Like ... literal, demons coming to get you and tear your flesh from your bones Hell? Or am I the only lucky one?

I'm bored, someone come fix this.

My dream car just pulled outside if the shop. Hennessey Venom GT, black. I could only wish to work on it, but that's not why it is here.

( Here, today, things get weird ...-er. )

( There's been enough weird, lately. How about some cute? )

So.... is it safe now?
To enter the world again? I miss sunshine. And also cigarettes. Mostly the cigarettes.

I think I'm a pony too! How FUN. HAHAH!! I had wings in my dream!

In other news, I am excited for weddings. But I am sad for no more Wonderland. It was such fun!

Also, my zzz key seems to be sticking.
:c Stupid juice.

Everything here is so exciting! Mum's afraid to let us out of the house.

I was finally reassigned. Same pay, better hours. It was the worst part of my week. I really need to get out more.

Worst. Rescue. Ever.

Why are guys such assholes?

The coat from my dreams--the most comfortable coat in the world--showed up in my room today!

It fits perfectly and feels amazing. This coat is the best coat ever.

Hey, Cosette's Dad! I kinda had a dream about you last night!

And I sort of felt better about you being there, I guess. Which is awful. We were all going to die when you came in to join us on the barricade. Enjolras was telling you as much. But seeing you there? The part of me that can differentiate the dreams while they're happening made me feel like, I don't know, that at least we're not the only ones IN these dreams dealing with stuff. Not that I hope YOU get dreams like mine cause mostly they suck.

God, I am not posting this part to the network.

I just figured I should let you know.

After the past several days? It's.... really quiet around the house without everyone here.

I was actually really starting to like that, actually.

I got a letter in the mail today from the state of California, and I'm not too proud to admit I wept when I read it. It was about Gracie, obviously, and it hit me like a ton of bricks. This little girl has made a difference in my life I can't even put into words. I was just overcome. I think many would be.

I know some of you expressed interest in news, so here it is.

As soon as the papers can be signed downtown Los Angeles? I have a daughter. And Grace has a father.

I'm so glad those bloody giant crying statues are gone from the beach. There was one very close to my house and it faced right in on my bedroom. Suffice to say, I didn't sleep in there over the weekend.

I'm especially glad that my car is no longer a giant snail.

In light of everyone who has gotten objects from their dreams, I would like to join those ranks. I woke up this morning to find a flag draped around my shoulders. A red flag, riddled with bullet holes, tears, and what's very possibly bloodstains. I recognize this flag from when it was flying at our barricade, when it caught the light of the torches as we waited for the dawn, and spent our last night together, when I couldn't bring myself to go to them, my brothers.

I had too much else to do, despite wanting to tell them everything, and I've done my best to tell them here and since then, but it's hardly been easy for me. Maybe my flag is a reminder I should take this time more often. At any rate, it's gone up on my wall where I can look at and remember it and what I am.

So there's that to think of, and remember and keep me moving forward in this lifetime, toward whatever change that we can manage. It's a good reminder not to get complacent in this life, and not to back down from the things that matter most. I won't be making that mistake again.