So during the liveshow earlier today, John was saying how even if he spent ten years on a deserted island with the German copy of The Fault In Our Stars, he’d never be able to understand it in even nearly the same way as he understand the English version.
And for some reason my brain latched on to that.
I have been trying to sleep for the last two hours because I need to be up at five in the morning so I can get to class on time.
So far, my attempts have been thwarted by a curious nightmare.
Which goes like this:
I wake (in the dream) to blinding sunlight. Somehow I’ve managed to land on some godforsaken piece of dirt.
Okay, it’s a pretty nice piece of dirt. Golden sand, palm trees, grass further up the island. Bright blue sky. Then there’s the ocean. Dark thing. I immediately don’t like it.
