Had a dream that Jeff Bezos knew my name. Like he personally recognized me when I entered the room. I don't think I've ever been that frightened in a dream.
How and why in the world would a billionaire know a nobody?! Look me in the eyes and tell me that's not scary.
In any case, it turns out he was a fan of a very fringe conspiracy theory blog that proclaimed that I'd be some kind of savior of the world. It keeps getting weirder, right?
Finally, his assistant hands me a notebook as big as several books containing all kinds of handwritten pleads, tips and advice, sent by readers of the blog for this "savior" they believed would help them.