Hello blog. In my dream, I was again in germany. This time I was on some kind
of skiing trip and as I was coming back from the slopes on a narrow forest
road I noticed a nice girl sitting on a kicksledge (potkukelkka) and sleeping.
She seemed so cute and lonely that I went in and started talking to her. While
we talked I noticed that a hellishly black cloud arrived to the beach and sunk
below my vision, behind a cliff. I grabbed the girl by hand and we ran right,
towards our tent. Some crazy motherfucker was fishing there and we ran past
him and ducked under the camouflage colored tent. It was summer by this time
by the way.

And not only was it summer, the german girl had transformed into Bombadillo.