✨💫karma💫✨

I was wondering if you have ever written a Jamilton book called “You Can Help” because it says its by you. When I click it the book fails to load. I decided to check your profile but I didn’t find anything 

I SWEAR you have the best dreams!!!! I just randomly saw you in my newsfeed and went to your profile. Long story short, I read your dream stories and I'm DYING

@ADotJamilton me

Guess who had another Hamilton related dream
          
          It was me, don't worry
          
          But before that, my gf and I have officially been together for 10 months. I actually didn't think I qould pull that one off.
          
          Okay now, into the story.
          
          So, I was still in the process of moving only the house that I was moving out of was different than the one I recently ACTUALLY moved out of. So, for some reason, I thought I would bring a crap ton of "friends" aka people I've never seen before in my 14 years of life. So there were like 20 random people. Really frickin random. 
          BUT THIS HOUSE WAS HUGE GUYS AND AT THE SAME TIME, THERE WAS A PARTY GOING ON DOWNSTAIRS?? I THINK THE HOUSE HAD TWO FLOORS IDEK. So I brought all of these people up to the bedroom where I was starting to move out. There were really big windows in this room and when you looked out of them, it looked like a freakin mall. Idk.
          So me and my friends all get in here...and then we all realize that Daveed is standing like 20 or 30 feet away from the window, minding his business. The girls go absolutely crazy but not because they like him, because they know I like him. In the gayest way possible. I don't have a crush on Diggs, I know that's hard to tell but still.
          Anyway, while we were all eye raping him, these three boys started breaking in and long story short, I beat them all up because this is my dream and I'm the only one who gets to brutally attack anyone
          So we started looking back out the window, in which case Daveed makes EYE CONTACT WITH ME. EVERY GIRL SEES THIS AND THEY ALL GO CRAZY AGAIN AND IT TAKES FOREVER TO CALM THEM DOWN.
          I was like, in my head "maybe it was an accident, let's just keep looking" So I move to another part of this huge window and he makes eye contact with me ONCE AGAIN. There are TWENTY GIRLS HERE ALL LINED UP AT THE WINDOW AND HE LOOKS AT ME. So the girls go crazy again.

So I had another hamilton related dream, what a surprise 
          
          So the first one was random as heck, it was basically just greetings. Idk where we were but Renée, Phillipa and Jazzy were there and they knew me some how?? Like, they all were greeting me and they were like "hey Noah!!" and me and my retardation wasn't even questioning it.
          
          The second on was also random. I'm starting my first year of highschool in a month. So for some reason, my brain keeps giving me dreams about school. It started out with me just minding my frickin business and trying to put myself together because I was late. On my first day. Anyway, I somehow managed to find myself with this group of people and we were all going to different classes. I had been inspecting my schedule and my first class was literally Political Correctness and I said out loud "why is there a class about political correctness in highschool." But I looked up to the group of people and one of these people happened to be Daveed. I..don't know. But I noticed just about everyone had different classes so I turned to Daveed and asked him "what class do you have?" and tO MY SURPRISE HE SAID PC SO ME AND THIS OTHER GIRL STARTED FREAKING OUT AND WE BASICALLY DRAGGED HIM TO CLASS. There was food in this class too. There were just pizzas sitting in one corner of the room. Idk. But I sat down and Daveed suddenly became the teacher (and also had half a shaved head) and the dude who I sat next to who was SUPPOSED to be Daveed turned into this boy that I sincerely never want to see again. (When your dreams turn into nightmares) But honestly tho, I've had countless times where I've imagined Daveed being my substitute teacher and seeing how I don't lucid dream and can't tell the difference between dream and reality, that was the closest thing I was gonna get to real life.

First of all, I'm writing a chapter for Together;Broken now.
          
          Second of all, I had a dream about Leslie Odom Jr. that I almost forgot until I went onto instagram and saw a post about him. It was literally the first one on my feed. Anyway-
          
          I seriously barely remember this dream omfg. Idk why because I usually remember my Hamilton related dreams very well. In this one, I was somewhere kind of dark. There weren't many light sources. I think I was distracted talking to someone but then my attention diverts to someone in the background. I realize it's Odom so I literally start yelling "L E S L I E" over and over again.
          
          So him and I were friends in this apparently. Whenever I called him over, he came over really excitedly and hugged me, saying "it's been so long since we've seen each other!" and y'know, in a dream you don't normally question stuff like that. You might, but not normally. And literally he was fangirling over something that I had made, I don't remember what. He seemed more excited Tom be around me than I was with him, and that's saying a lot.
          
          Anyway imma stop dragging this on I gotta go break my neck

So I woke up this morning, satisfied with my life, and I had to recall the only dream I've had where Daveed DIDN'T turn into a dick. Alright, so, Daveed and I lived in the same apartment complex, which was a previous complex that I lived in for about 3 or 4 years. And it was weird because it wasn't like he was popular or anything. I didn't start fangirling whenever I saw him or anything like that and that was the strangest thing to me. Anyway, we started out just talking to each other outside and at some point he asked if I wanted to go to the store with him (which concerns me)and I was like "yeah, let me go get myself ready" and, mind you, this is still a 35 year old and I was still a 14 year old so whenever I went up, I had to ask my mother. I also had to lie. I asked her "can I go to the store with Daveed AND A FRIEND" there wasn't gonna be a friend, but I had to lie because WHO THE HELL LET'S THEIR CHILD RUN OFF WITH A GROWN MAN IN THIS DAY AND AGE? Also, while I was running up the stairs to my apartment, Daveed was watching me from his and some random ass entity told me he was and I started smiling like and idiot because holy hell. Anyway, she was like "no! why do you need to go to the store? I guess..." she was just everywhere and it didn't help that she was on the floor when she said that. Anyway, I went to go comb out the hair that I don't have but somehow had in my dream (this dream was full of wishful thinking) and idk what happened but we never went to the store and the dream ended and I'm kinda mad now

I took a nap and just woke up (about 7:07) and I had a dream about Jonathan Groff. Seriously, the second I saw him, I rushed up to him and hugged him like there was no tomorrow. Then, out of no where, Lin pops up next to him and they start talking. Suddenly, he disappears. I continue following Groff around because I'm just that weird. So in this dream, Groff rides a motorcycle. We get to his motorcycle and he says "I need to go home" and apparently this was my cue to say "can I get a ride?" FOR LORD KNOWS WHAT REASON. He says sure, he gets on, drives away, me being in a dream and all I was able to catch up, and I jumped on. I was persistant to be right behind Jonathan. Anywho, eventually he yeeted out of there and I drove his motorcycle off somewhere that I knew he wouldn't find it. Dick move, I know. Also, in an attempt to make small talk and not make him hate me, I asked him how tall he was. He said 11:45 and I was about to choke someone.

I see u everywhere! 
          
          (That's good right?)

Okay but if you just so happen to tag me in something I'm gonna be super nice because idk why you're tagging me but I'm honoured that you find me valuable enough to tag? Like? I'm not popular or anything but you find some value in tagging me like?? Thank you?? Especially if I read something of yours or am planning to do so like??? I can't