I met my soulmate in McDonald’s

I had been dreaming I’d meet my soulmate for four years, I knew he was coming, that he had red hair, symbols connected with him, strange things. Then I saw him in McDonald’s in the queue he had on two different socks on, looked bohemian. I thought I want to follow this person for a million years and you know that sense of no doubt, this is the one. Unfortunately before I could talk to him he went across the road into a concert with his friends. I dreamt about him later, he was holding a piece of paper with all the ancient Irish words for soulmate on it.