So not only have I been having nasty dreams (or Dreams, I guess) every night for the past week and a half, almost two weeks, which is something I did not need. Lizard creatures and people who cut wolves in half with swords are not my definition of 'nice'.
But this morning I woke up and everything was just -- too much. It was like I could see everything in super high definition, I'm pretty sure I could hear my neighbours breathing, and don't get me started on how everything smelled.
I got Cora to pick up my dog, just in case. No actual transformation yet, but locking myself down seems like a good idea.