Locked to X-Men
Another day, another dream. I woke up and actively went looking for Sentinels outside my house last night, it felt that real. Then I remembered it was a dream, and it would have made me angry if I hadn't realized that it was pushing the story forward. That's good - the only way I can get myself back to ... well, myself ... is to see what happens next.
Though I will say for the record, if this woman ever shows up here for real, that I am going to smack her for getting a boob job that throws my balance this far off. Walking around my house, I look like I'm drunk.