Is the Universe Potterizing Me?

So on Saturday I had this dream while napping. Ralph Fiennes was over my house, running lines with me for his role of Voldemort. At first, it seemed like he WAS Voldemort. I didn't trust him and I wasn't sure why he was in my house and I was worried for the safety of my cats. But then it got chilly and we looked at each other and decided 'time for tea.' So he sat down on my couch and I proceeded to make tea. He whinged a bit about American tea and so I sort of seductively let him have a sniff of my Whittard's Afternoon Blend. Much flirting ensued and then I woke up.

mysduende teased me and asked if my scar hurt when I told her about the dream. But then the freakiest thing happened. Two days later I was in my office looking on the floor for her wand and I hit my head on the edge of my desk. I now have this massive scratch on my forehead that is threatening to turn into a scar.

And then this morning I walked into work and my boss said to me ( (before good morning or anything. . . ) )

Coincidences or the universe conspiring? You tell me...