Last night I had a fairly vivid dream that someone drove into my parked car. My car was totaled, but oddly enough, I wasn’t mad at the driver who did it. I distinctly remember laughing about it with him.
Today? One of my best friends drove into my car. And sure enough, we laughed about it, quite a bit. In her words, she just “love tapped” my car.
When friends have such creative ways to show their love, who needs enemies, eh?
But seriously, what’s up with the prophetic dream? All day long I was expecting something to happen to my car — especially after it started snowing… And then it did. I’m just glad my dream was completely wrong regarding the degree of what would happen.