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It's entirely possible that I'm single .. again.

So who wants to go drink?

I don't know if this musket is a prop from Courfeyrac's collection that somehow migrated into my closet, or if it's something else entirely, but it's staying very firmly in the back of my closet.

Yesterday I got a certain letter, from a certain college after the initial tests I took to see if they'd be interested even with my GED. As it turns out? I'M IN I'M IN I'M IN! I'M GOING TO CHAPMAN FOR INTEGRATED EDUCATION. I'm going to focus on community learning, I think, so that I can come back somewhere like the ranch, and really get the things done there that I'd like to help with.

I am so incredibly excited and it still doesn't seem real but even so. ROY HARPER IS GOING TO COLLEGE!!! I almost can't wait.

Does anyone else dream of almost continually being brainwashed?

It's getting old. Fast.

There is a thing that looks suspiciously like a powder-flask sitting on my dresser.

Okay, it's definitely a powder-flask.

There is powder in it.

I'm just gonna set it down and not touch it again.

For anyone who's wondering after my last post on the subject - having more dreams seems to have made my ability to support myself, and yes, my ability to walk, suffer even more. Which is fantastic.

I'm trapped in a wheelchair in the dreams, and it looks like I'm heading the same way here.

It's a little worrying that the enemies in my dreams seem to be getting stronger and stronger. I know I die, but Is it all leading up to something?

It's hard to think of something stronger than this latest, who sealed us all away with barely any effort, but... there's something out there. I can sense it.