Been having odd dreams, with no real connections to my life. The girls from my high school, wolves devouring magical creatures in a meadow, a magical brown coat with sheepskin lining, stealing said coat and balding as punishment, my brother and I going through a witch's thrift store looking for gloves, boxes stored in an attic, driving, being orphaned and homeless, forests with unending trees.

My life's been taken over by sewing and French music. And I just want to get out of my house.