Apparently, a super weird thing happened.

This morning, I woke up at around 5 am. I had to get up early to catch the train to my school. On such an important day as this one is, I dressed up in a suit, put on a pair of black dress shoes and headed off. The fact is, I had to be early because of an invitation ceremony for my finals. I arrived with some time left to observe the people around me and chat with my classmates.
Everything went smooth, except I somehow managed to accidentally pop off the fabric layer of one of my jackets buttons. I played it cool as if nothing happened and left it on the floor to collect once the ceremony ended.

Then I headed off back to the train station to study some more. I stopped at a nearby booth to buy a pack of cigarettes because I've been feeling a bit stressed lately from all the studying. I smoked one just infront of the train station and then found an empty seat in the waiting room. I was planning to kill those 30 minutes I had left by listening to some music, so I put in my earphones and played one of my playlists.

And then it happened. The empty seat I found was right next to an 80 years old lady who politely asked me if she could tell me something. As I'm really not the one to be bothered by strangers talking to me, I asked what I could do for her? She told me that she had been observing people in these world for decades and that she noticed how most are, by her words, blocking their aura by sitting cross legged. I was a bit shook and didn't really understand what she meant by that, but she somehow FELT I was gonna ask that question. She went ahead and explained how you need to keep your feet open so the energy can flow freely through your body and how this flow can be disrupted by crossing your feet and not allowing the energy to flow naturally.

Then she somehow sensed I have really sad eyes. And that I'm sad and should pay attention to my body's energy. I politely explained that I'm just a little bit tired and stressed from my finals, nothing to worry about blah blah blah. Just to protect my pride(?). I somehow find expressing feelings to strangers to be extremely uncomfortable.

However, she left with the words that I look very pure and handsome. And that she told me this because she loves the energy of young people and that we should protect it or something in this spirit. As she walked away, I told her the typical words: have a lovely day! Then she vanished somewhere.

Now as I was on the train home, I was thinking about what she had told me throughout the entire 30 minutes of my journey. I was really wondering whether something as simple as a habit of sitting a certain way could have an impact on you. Couldn't find aything on google either. I arrived home, played my bass for a while and took a short nap in the living room.

I had a dream about writing a poem about the river Styx and a crying man, which I might really write because the verses in the dream just sounded so dreamy. However, I was woken up by hearing my name called by who I assume was my sister. She had went out previously and we bumped into each other on my way home, and her way to the train station. She insisted on me opening the house door, even tho I left it unlocked?

I woke up to... nobody being there. Strange as I really thought it was real. I'm wondering - what could it be? Perhaps a sign?