This morning I woke up reflecting on yesterday and thought… maybe it was a dream?
It’s December. The average temperature in Minnesota should be 21°F. Yet in my dream, I woke up to play Monday morning hockey with friends and my car said the temp was 51°F while I drove by open lakes covered with a mystical fog to the most magnificent outdoor hockey rink I had ever seen. The rink was full of merriment and wonder as I skated and laughed with my head in a fog. The laughter and “head in a fog” part is actually normal, but then I remembered scoring twice and grew suspicious.
So, rather confused, I looked outside my kitchen window and saw a totally normal December morning in Minnesota. My phone confirmed it was Tuesday, December 5, and the temp is 15°F. I was convinced I had pulled a Rip Van Winkle and dreamt through an entire day, but then the phone rang and I knew the dream was real. The writers from LA have found my blog again and are producing the long awaited sequel to Gorillas in the Mist. It is with great excitement I announce: