Sometimes, I really don’t understand what’s going on in my mind.
Yesterday I had a dream about riding the subway with some friends, one of whom I hadn’t spoken to in a long time.
At one point during the ride, I made a present of my pencil case (with a picture of Tintin on it) to her. She in return, after a moment of surprise, opened the bag she was carrying and gave me a watch – a watch that also had a picture of Tintin on the dial.
Interpret that, if you will.