Im writing this earlier than usual. Mainly because I'm standing in the school hallway after school waiting on J.
I had a very interesting dream. Most of it happened in this room (which) I'm pretty sure was a pocket dimension). In the dream the storm was happening. I was hiding in the mythical safe space. It was hidden on the top of a building in a tiny room. If you went into the room you would be transported to a pocket dimension. I spent most of my time in there since I was injured. But when I did go out, and what others had told me, the world was barely effected. The only people that knew were mythicals, government officials, and some people who believed in conspiracys. I was in my cat form most the time. I didn't do much but interact with others in the pocket dimension and explore the pocket dimension. Towards the end of the dream many mythical groups have decided to reveal them selves to the world. We were about to do it when I woke up.
I wonder if it could have been a vision or something? In the dream I looked and seemed around the same age as I am now.
In other news my head has been hurting. The same it has been. Which I guess is a good thing
