Dungeons & Dragons is a social contract, everyone comes to the table with certain expectations and when they don't meet is when you run into problems. Some people expect the DM to dominate the narrative, some people expect to have a lot of agency in where the plot goes, conflicts arise when everyone's expectations don't match up.
My 10-year-old son recently asked me what movies I enjoyed watching when I was younger. A flood of awesome (mostly) '80s flicks immediately sprang to mind. I dug through my collection of DVDs and pulled out six of my childhood favorites. Each one taught me something about life, love and other totally random things.
Seventeen was a rite of passage. Not yet on our own, but full of force, promise and independence, ensconced in a still-present safety net of support. Friendship was abundant, fierce and fiery. Disappointments permeated, but fun prevailed. When else in our lives do all of these forces converge with such fervor?
I think even the most rabid anti-science, anti-evolution, anti-global-warming American would have to agree that we've been experiencing some pretty dramatic weather. This winter, storms seem to sweep through swaths of the country, dropping feet of snow along with freezing rain and sleet. Nasty stuff.