I don't remember my dreams... I like to think "luckily". 
Dreaming is a seemingly random process of organizing data, and forgive me if I call your incident "the same meager coincidences that happen every day"...
Which to me allows for the possibility of such things as an afterlife... although a great distaste for them
Dreaming is a seemingly random process of organizing data, and forgive me if I call your incident "the same meager coincidences that happen every day"...Which to me allows for the possibility of such things as an afterlife... although a great distaste for them
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
