This morning as I was waking up, I was having a dream about going on a bike trip with one of my REI co-workers, another girl, and another guy. It was one of my usual "completely unprepared" dreams - I realized I hadn't done any training, would be riding 60 miles a day, was worried about how sore I'd be, didn't have a sleeping bag, tent, etc... the usual.
But here's the weird part. The other guy on the trip, at one point I saw his name written down somewhere. It was Steven W--, which rang a bell, but I figured was probably some variation on a guy in my Toastmasters club, who is also a Steven W.
Then - mid-morning - I get an email from a Steven W (as in the dream) who works in the REI mailroom and who wants to join the vanshare. I don't know this guy; perhaps I've seen his name somewhere, but I don't know this guy.
Weird.
No comments:
Post a Comment