Maybe My Dreams Are Warnings?

I've been having some more dreams lately. And remember that post about prophetic dreams? Well, since they're not always accurate, maybe they're meant to be seen more as warnings.

Last night I had a bit of a scary dream. I was at my Mum's house, and for some reason I had to go to school, and the bus stop was right in front of the house for some reason, and my brother was waiting for the bus as well. But I had another brother or stepbrother (not at all like my real life stepbrother) who wanted me to finish some task or something before I left.

Now, the bus came early, so I missed it. I got upset that my brother hadn't shouted at me that the bus was there or tried to get the driver to wait for me. I knew there was meant to be another bus soon, but after a few minutes of waiting, I realised that I was at the wrong stop to get this other bus from, so I hurried to the other bus stop, but there was still ages to wait for that other bus. At that point I gave up and asked my Mum if she could kindly take some time out from what she was doing (probably sewing or something) to take me to school. But then, like a TV show, it cut to me already at school.

Anyway, this morning I left to go and get a bus that's managed to get me into the city centre early enough for me to not have to rush too hard to the bus station to get the other bus I need. Except that the bus I was waiting for didn't show up. It disappeared off the timetable both at the bus stop and on the app. How?! Why?! It had shown up on the live tracking map thing in the app just a few minutes ago, but now it was gone!!!

Well, after that dream, I wasn't going to just stand and wait around to see if it would ever come before the next bus, which would have left me in more of a rush. So I walked to the other bus stop to get a different bus, which did come on time. I sent a message to the bus network's Twitter account like I normally do when a bus doesn't show up when it's supposed to, but the only response I got was "There was an issue". What kind of issue?! An accident?! A breakdown?! The mirror falling off like what my Dad said happened to a bus he got yesterday?!

Whatever. My dream was clarly trying to warn me that I would have bad luck with buses this morning, and that I shouldn't wait around to see if the one I was waiting for would show up. 

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