Coincidence?

Dream number two:

I'm sitting under the same tree, with the same guitar, in the same field. There isn't a cloud in the sky and the slight breeze is still perfect. The only difference is that she is next to me, with a tambourine (she always wanted a tambourine), except our instruments can't make any noise. She starts to panic as the leaves fall off the tree and the grass starts to die. This then makes me panic. I hear the screeching of car breaks and boom!

i'm across the road of her house, holding a letter.

I wake up.

Today, i got a letter in the mail from her mother.

Coincidence?