Last night I had a dream that while at my elementary school, to meet up with some friends I hadn’t seen in years, the tires on my car disintegrated. And there wasn’t enough time for me to get them replaced before my trip up north, so I had to take the motorcycle which was low on gas so I rode it very slowly the whole way. And then I walked through the back hallways of some hotel looking for a phonebook to call…I don’t remember who. I got some weird looks from the cleaning ladies, though.
Then I woke up and saw this outside my window. Read into it however you’d like, but I think the pretty obvious explanation is that I have a latent mutant power to control the weather.
