Enter Sandman

I've always had elaborate and abstract dreams.  My belief is that, regardless of how jumbled, dreams do correlate to our everyday lives.  Last night I had a dream that a back hoe was demolishing the balcony of my apartment duplex and I was in my bedroom while it was happening.  Despite how agitated the environment was outside, all was calm inside.  The significance here? Maybe I should learn to remain calm in difficult situations....

As long as I can remember I've been psychic.  My ability has always been random and wild.  I'm telling you this because one of my dreams has also come true.  The scene was me walking across the front yard of a white house.  I was walking towards a red jeep that was parked on the curb.  The person who was going to be driving the jeep had short hair.  I couldn't see his/her face.  A few years ago I was in a friend's wedding.  My car broke down on the way there so one of the other bridesmaids offered to give me a ride home.  Sunday afternoon we're walking out to her jeep and I am suddenly blinded by a torrent of images and have that feeling of deja vu, but it was like times ten.  I blurt out to Leslie, "I've dreamed this, this here, us walking out to your jeep.  In my dream I couldn't see your face, you were the person I couldn't see."  

That freaked me out.  It was the first and only time it's ever happened to me.