Omens

Ok there's a lot of things I believe in- Heaven, hell, the Easter bunny, that if you put an empty milk carton back into the fridge that it will refill itself, justice, ghosts, OJ did it and that you should always drink for what ails you.

There's plenty of things I don't believe in- fate, superstition, aliens, out of body experiences, using pencil instead of pen while doing a crossword and the efficacy of our postal system.
And one last thing I don't believe in- Omens. I think it's silly that people never see anything as an omen unless they're looking back. They say "oh well now I see it, what so-and-so said or what happened was definitely an omen". Just because things work out in strange ways or as a coincidence. To me it's all rubbish. Soothsayers went out a long time ago, so don't be giving me your Ides of March preachings.

However----
I remember my dreams in vivid detail. Last night I dreamt that I was at a roadside cafe with my father (who had just driven up in a fire engine, strange considering he is not a fire fighter nor would he be able to operate a vehicle of those proportions since he can barely manage a sedan). The waitress came up to me and said: "I don't think you realize the hard journey you have ahead of you".

And then I woke up.

Huh????!! What??!!!Cripes!