Dreaming

I just read an article about a new song by Chris Brown called "Trapped In a Dream." One of his producers or something was trying to explain to the journalist the concept behind the song. While I was reading it, I immediately remembered something that happened recently that I'm surprised I forgot. It was either the last week of classes or exam week, and I woke up. I just woke up. There was none of the usual mental fog that comes when I awaken; I was completely awake. And excited. I had just had the craziest dream. All of my immediate family (my parents, granny, sister, bro-in-law, 2 nieces and myself) were living together in this huge house. One day we took a group of strangers in...idk why, but we did. Not only were they strange to us, but they were strange to each other. They had just recently met. I don't think I ever knew why they were traveling, but they were and they were only going to be staying with us for a little while. Well, of course, me and one of the guys hit it off. We became inseparable. Nothing sexual ever happened between us, but we were so in love with each other. Everyone could see it. But the time came for them to leave and I was so upset that I cried most of the day before they were supposed to leave. The next day, I was awake and just ready to tell him goodbye and that I loved him, but he wasn't there. The people he was with said that he had left the night before to get something for me, but he hadn't gotten back yet. I looked everywhere for him. But I couldn't find him. And that's when I woke up. I was sooo excited when I woke up. I told my roommate and suitemate about the dream. I couldn't stop talking about my "perfect man." Then it dawned on me that I had lost him. I sat back down on my bed and realized that I couldn't recall his name and that he was the only person in the dream whose face I did not see. My excitement faded. I had lost the perfect man for me...in my dreams. Now what kind of message is that supposed to send me? I can't even hold onto my perfect man in my dreams, how could I possibly expect to find and KEEP him in reality. I think that's one of the most depressing dreams I've ever had. It's right up there with my "death" dreams (i've been dreaming about the deaths of my parents since I was in elementary school, they're definitely recurring dreams...well, nightmares). Anyway, idk what I was supposed to learn from that dream...Maybe that my perfect man does exist (contrary to my "Chocolate Prince Charming" entry). Or maybe that dream was supposed to tell me that ANYONE could be my "perfect man." Eh, I'll never know, but I certainly will keep looking for him in my dreams....