I had a dream that I couldn't get to Neverland.
I could fly, with enough dust. My thoughts were happy enough that I could have cast a Patronous. I just couldn't get there. My flight pattern was inconsistent. Sometimes, I couldn't even get to the beach from my house. And when I did, I got to the point where I could see the island, I was so close. And I would fall.
Like, plummet. It was terrifying. And the thing is, if I had been a few inches closer, I would have fallen onto the island. I didn't even get to see Captain Hook.
Does that mean my childhood fears are gone? Or just hiding.

And you were giving me the dust. We had sent Tink ahead, but we had a rope covered in it. And you were the one that shook some onto me. We were smiling.

I don't know right now. But I also don't feel the urgent need to know.
So... I guess things are good.