Last night I had a dream

that I was Harry Potter, and I woke up with my heart thudding because Voldemort was after me. From then on I slept with my back to the wall just in case anyone might try to alohomora my room. It was utterly awful; brought back repressed memories of my recurring childhood nightmare that the Joker had kidnapped me.

In other news, they're building tree houses in Madison Square Park.