I woke up about 9:15 this morning (thanks to the fucking assholes upstairs) with a raging migraine. I haven't had one this bad in a really long time. It was getting to the point I thought I was going to be taking my butt down to the ER because it was not easing, even after taking my meds.
Somewhere along the way, I must have passed out from the pain. I had this super bizarro dream (details of which are irrelevant). I mean, it was REALLY out there. When I woke up, I kind of laid there wondering WTF? One thing that was VERY clear was the man in the dream.
Three hours later...
I'm feeling a bit better and decide to go for a much needed haircut. Head down to a new hair place, walk in and just about fell over. The guy in my dream? Yeah, standing right there in front of me. I mean, exactly the same, right down to the piercings.
Okay, this is a new one even for me. (Yes, this coming from the person who takes ghost pictures. LOL)