Possibly thoughts. Possibly nonsense.

ELEVEN - TWELVE - TWO THOUSAND SEVENTEEN /// FIVE FIFTY AM
It's cold. The coldness is finally coming in.
Do you know, what happens in the winter?
It gets cold.
Everything gets cold.
Even your feelings and emotions.
Isn't that funny?
The temperature can affect your temperament.

I keep seeing things I've seen in dreams before.
Something bad might happen.
Eventually.
We'll see.

GOOD NIGHT.