Dreams.

I had a great dream. I was a student at a magical academy in a modern setting (no, not like in Harry Potter). There weren't many of us, and we studied in some large country house, near farms. Our course was in water magic (magic similar to that in Avatar), and it was winter. I was planning to organize a student day, as there were many nice girls there, but something strange happened. Something important disappeared from the academy (it wasn't clear what it was in the dream). The administration became worried, investigators arrived, and they started an investigation. I decided that those who stole it would soon attack us, so I started learning fire magic in parallel (as they are vulnerable to it). After learning a few spells, I went with a friend to the training room (it looked like a shooting range, long and narrow) and showed him that I could breathe fire, create a stream of fire (like from a flamethrower), and even conjure a fireball (the dream had amazing special effects; I remember how I made a fireball in my hands and it was a super cool feeling). My friend was surprised, saying that not many people can learn to do that on their own, and he asked me to teach him. Some girls also came to train, and I showed them fire magic too. They were, of course, surprised and liked it a lot. There probably was a hot student day afterward, but the dream ended. AND I WOKE UP HERE AGAIN, DAMN IT, THIS SHITTY LIFE IS DRIVING ME CRAZY, WHEN WILL I FINALLY DIE IN MY SLEEP?!