Am i Merely Dreaming?

This one had another weird experience tied up with it. i was inking the last few panels (with the little wooden cubes) and I heard my housemate coming home. I went out to say hi to him and he said 'hey , look what i found..." In his hand was a bunch of little wooden cubes, pretty much exactly like the ones in the strip. He'd found a whole bunch of them lying around just a little way down the road outside our house. He hadn't seen my comic as i'd done it all that day whilst he was out... what the hell could this kind of thing mean? (if anything?) To be honest, i go through patches of my life where this kind of synchronicity happens so much i take it for granted. it's usually at this point that it stops happening... As a side note, i've always wondered just what the Oneironaut would have done if he'd found a bar. Its not like he can take his suit off...the air is poisonous you know.