had a dream i really don't remember but when i woke up something told me something really pretty about it raining, some sort of beautiful poem or wording that made me smile when i woke up but i forgot. the next thing was me or a voice telling me to remember all of my old dreams and see how prophetic that they all have been and how many of my dreams are having come true, sadly.
(the sad ones that really ate at me)
makes me wonder, do i foresee it happening? or are my dreams building reality?