The inconsistent winter weather of North Carolina inspired a dream a couple of weeks ago, and with the sudden drop in temperature today it’s relevant to share.

A wizard and I were walking through a forested area, everything slightly brown and brittle from the cold. He looked like Johnny Cash, which may have inspired the dubious looks I was giving him.

“How do I even know you’re a real wizard?” I asked.

“Tomorrow it will be freezing outside.”

“Knowing that doesn’t make you a wizard,” I scoffed, “You could’ve just checked the weather app for that. Anyone can.”

“Yes, but what nobody else knows is that this winter is never going to end,” he paused and looked at me gravely, “and neither will your sadness.”

Rude.