I had a dream last night that made no sense. First, I was running around a shopping center as some sort of terrorist cell was trying to attack. I think I was trying to help stop them but I'm not sure because things stopped mattering after I saw that Chase's parents (yes, the Chase that used to work at the comic shop with me) were taking all of the ipads that we needed. That turned into a whole thing and then I ended up home. After being there, the backyard started being destroyed. My father had made some sort of shade-doohickeys and they were falling down and some sort of blackhole opened or something. It had to do with Thor and Odin and I ran out back and started jamming my arm into the ground, somehow mixing it. Trying to counteract whatever was going on.
And that's when I woke up. Made no sense to me and I doubt it ever will.