Once my friend started dialing on the phone I remembered my dream and that it had something to do with sending a package to his sister before he even had stated who he was going to send the package to. He said the adress and everything. I still am not sure at all what to think of this. Kind of weirds me out so I think I will just let this be and not trying to discover the answer cause it is interfering with my outlook and perception of what life is.
Prior to this a few years back I had a dream I was playing poker with a vender with my grandpa. A few weeks later I end up with my grandpa at the same god damn vender, in London. Although instead we pick up a post card. Everything looked like my dream did and I had never been there before. It creeped me out so bad I talked to my grandpa about it.
"I love looking at pieces for some reason. Its like collecting Pokemon." - [joe]
"I really only think the reason I have gotten nauseous or a mad head rush is because I milked too big of a hit while not getting enough oxygen. Those are the hits that make sweat drip off your chin." - ElGato