Ugh, I hate the cold. I woke up freezing this morning because in my dream I was walking through the snow to get to a gate that would lead to a cable car to get up to the lodge we're staying at. Go figure the gate was busted, so I had to climb over a rock wall to get in. The strangest thing was waking up and finding the note from a guy named Chris on the gate lying on my bed. I think what makes it so strange is that I don't know him here, but in my dreams I consider him a close friend.