Mostly because I see connections and significance in many strange things... I had a long, detailed dream last night. I won't bore you with the details except for one part. In the dream I was carrying two gallon size glass jars into an event type space. I lost my grip on one of them and watched it bounce a couple times, hoping it wouldn't shatter. It did shatter. The woman who was in charge of said space was none too pleased, but didn't overreact. I just had to clean all the shards, which was a long process. Jump to this morning, as I'm coming into the screened porch. The door shut kind of loudly (I guess) and I heard a sort of pop/shatter. One of the flood lights on the outside broke. I have no idea why, really. Immediately I thought of the dream...and proceeded to clean up the broken glass. Weird.
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