I have decided that the best way to return to blogging in these dire times is with a fun post. So here we are! This wasn't originally supposed to be a post! However, I was thinking about dreams the other day, and I realized that when I was younger, most of my craziest dreams had to do with Harry Potter (and Percy Jackson).
There were only two reasons why I started reading Harry Potter: to end an argument and to get revenge. And of course, my childish mind made a big deal out of this.
This is only my second post in this series, and I've already come to the conclusion that I was an extremely dramatic child.