Last month my sister had a dream that I was moving to the US and the
entire, extended family met at a cousin's wedding.
Earlier this week I found myself at the airport with my
friend of 20+ years and I believe (don't remember correctly now) that we were headed to the UK. When I looked at
Sanjeev's ticket, I called for him and said, "Sanjeev, your ticket is for
Thailand. Mine is for UK." I simply shrugged my shoulders, gave a whatever
response and woke up. May be we were just taking a vacation someplace where our destinations didn't match. That would be a disaster :P
This morning was a recurring dream. I am not sure where I
was headed, but I found myself going to Ajit's place in the US. Quite contrary, Sathi ends up picking me up
and we head to his place. I know Sathi is seeing somebody, so I ask him,
"How's xyz?", and he has this beautiful house of sturdy, grey rocks
bordered with bright white lines, very modern yet very old British theme. What's
more bizarre is, I have never met Ajit and Sathi in person till date. They are
my Facebook friends.
My cell alarm rings.
A blog post to record dreams. My subconscious mind is up to
something!
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