I am not sure if this happens to other people, but I have a habit of seeing the same numbers everywhere… I have a problem of seeing the number 666 :o, well not exactly. It is more like 6x6x6, which is 216. I see this number everywhere or maybe I intendedly look for this number. My favorite appearance was on a 3 Pick lottery number on the local news. This was purely by chance, since I do not watch tv normally. Aside from that, it appeared in class when we were talking about how a combination of prime numbers can be used to make any number.
It started happened again with another number, 555 :p. It was on my odometer for trip distance and a gas pump 5.55 gallons :p Maybe I just notice stuff too much :p
There are times when I remember my dreams and even more times when I don’t. However there are two dreams that I remember the most even though one happened a long time ago.
The first dream occurred about 2-3 years ago. I don’t remember exactly what was going on in my life at the time but I really remember this dream and the feeling associated with it. The dream starts on a rainy evening, and I am driving in my vehicle alone. I pass over a bridge and drive my car off into the river below intentionally. The car splashes into the water, and the car is filling up with water and I can remember the feeling of being trapped inside with water creeping in. I was getting scared as the water was approaching my face, I could barely breathe. I woke up at this point.
The second dream happened when I was in middle school (I don’t remember the grade :p). Before going to bed I remember watching some show about aliens :o. The dream I had that night was about, guess what, aliens :p. The dream involved me being “beamed up” on to a ship. I remember lots of lights and such, but not really any beings or anything. It was more like I was lying on a table. After waking up from the dream, I remembered the dream, and I thought that was weird. I somehow looked at the mirror after a shower and there was a lightened mark that went down from the left side of my neck down the front of my stomach. I had to go to the pediatrician for an asthma checkup around that time. I had to take off my shirt. My mother said, “It looks like you’ve been cut from there to there”.