Were you heading east through Cleveland and did some rando try to give you directions to a spot in Shaker Lakes metro park that involved jumping a guardrail near a bridge? If so, that was me; sorry I didn't offer up a couch at my place; my roommates wouldn't have been cool with it.
Hah, honestly I have no idea, but that does sound like something that could have happened. It's funny how memory fades and we are only left with snippets as we get older.