July 4, 2025

For my first diary entry, I decided to share a wierd dream I had last night. For context, I'm a huge miraculous ladybug fan, and in this particular dream I, for some still unknown reason, was trying to become Rena Rouge. But I wasn't myself, I actually was an old man at the doctor's, having a check up. He was really desperate to transform himself and go help ladybug. However, all rooms were full of people, so he had no place to hide and protect his secret identity. Poor guy, honestly.

The thing is that in none of my dreams I have control of what happens, so I usually struggle a lot. And this man? Jesus, he was suffering. Finally, he found an empty restroom and was able to do his duty. Even in dreams being a superhero is though.