Dream Journal: Wizard Phone
In the dream I had an ancient flip phone, seemingly from the late 2000's, and it had an app on it where every time I opened it a Wizard would mutter at me cryptically.
That was it.
The Wizard didn't actually say anything useful, but he also didn't repeat himself. I had doggedly held onto this phone over the years because modern smart phones weren't able to run this app, and I liked being able to open and shut my phone repeatedly so that a Wizard voice doing a bad Ian McKellen impression would fire off a whole string of puzzling horseshit non-sequitors.
The only bad thing about the phone was that the Wizard would also talk randomly while I was using it. Normally this was fun too, but I found the effect far less enchanting at the ass end of dawn where I've got this Wizard yammering away at me while I struggle to shut off the phone's clunky outmoded alarm clock function.
