Several years ago I was dealing with a recurring dream. Those are kind of freaky. This one especially so. I never told it to anyone because it scared me so so bad.

I had it in a different form when I was a teenager (details less intense, etc). As I got older, it became more clear. And I would just have the dream every so often. It was one of those you couldnt go back to sleep after...

After my divorce I dated a man for about a year and a half. In the beginning we were very close, intimate (not sexual - intimate). One day he comes over and he says "I had a very disturbing dream about you last night"

The hair stood up on the back of my neck. I cant explain how I knew, but I knew. I held my hand up to stop him from saying any more and said "I'll be right back" (which really flipped him out).

I went to the back of the house and got a notepad. I wrote down my dream. The recurring one. Detail for detail. I ripped the page off the pad, folded it, and stuck it in my back pocket.

I returned to the living room, apologized and asked him to continue. He recited my dream. He HAD my dream. I was practically in shock.

I took the paper out of my back pocket and handed it to him. He unfolded it, started to read it, and his eyes just got bigger and bigger and then filled with tears (probably freaked). He said "How did you know what I dreamed?"

I laughed and said "Because that is MY dream".

I will never understand that one. Unless it was an intended "message". It certainly felt like one at that point.

Talk about eerie.