This morning I dreamed of a non very famous, and unsuccessful, Greek actor. I woke up thinking that the dream was terrible and nonsence, cause I hate this actor. But the actor’s name was clearly in my mind. 10 minutes later, I went on facebook, to find out that my ex, who lives thousands of miles away from me, in another country, had become a fan of this actor. According to facebook timing, it happened approximately the same time I had that dream. I don’t even like this actor. In fact, I hate him. Was that telepathy? My ex was my only true love.