Apparently I'm having an identity crisis?
My dreams last night included this gem:
I was in London, at Curzon Hostel at Curzon Court Road, and I went to university somewhere thereabouts - being an exchange student from Germany.
I was also a gay man who had unprotected sex without lube (man, that burned!), with
Draco. I think he was angry with me and therefore decided to stake his claim on me or something. I'm not sure if maybe I was Harry - and dreaming of Harry/Draco, which is one of the few pairings I absolutely under no circumstance read, um, okay? - but anyway, this unprotected sex without lube made me late for university.
All the way through lectures I kept squirming because I could still feel Draco inside of me, and everyone threw me glances like they absolutely knew what had happened.
o_O OKAY. Seriously body, WTF? *rolls eyes at self*
This is to say, I'm feeling better. Apparently good fandom things + trying to set up a sleeping pattern + looking forward to the Snupin Meeting instead of looking backwards at the past are doing wonders. Also, writing = YAY!
ETA: There are two guys sitting beside me, surfing the internet (I luckily thought to bring my laptop with me), and they're looking at pictures. It seems they're
rating the females after their appearance???