Dear Winter,

I had a nightmare last night. I dreamt that I was walking across a bridge when all of a sudden I heard a gunshot and then I saw hundreds of people running towards me. I panicked because I realized that I was late for the race, and had forgotten to meet you at the airport the day before. I ran to the start line and hoped that I could find you and also catch up to the other runners, but just before I got there I could see that they had taken down the start sign and put up the finish sign and I didn't get a chance to look for you because I woke up. FREAKED ME OUT!