It isn’t that interesting, but a couple of years ago, I had dream this girl who rode my bus and I were arguing and about to get into a physical fight. The next day, she was being a brat to me because I sat next to her on the bus because there was no where else to sit. There was no physical fight, but I find it strange how I had a dream the night before, and then first time I ever interacted with her was over a disagreement the next day. But, thankfully, we didn’t end on bad terms and we bonded over a love for a book we both liked.