Happened to me again last night. Have you ever had a dream during which you fell in love? I have dreams about completely imagined women, had that good moment of the first kiss, been wrapped in the startling revelation that there is someone out there that makes me feel good about being me, then got distracted by a honking-mewling-buzzing-wondering where the bathroom is-scene changer/ender that signals that the dream is over, only to wake up alone or with somebody else (who was NOT the nameless person in the seemingly life altering dream I just left), and thud onto the dirty sheet covered mattress from which I departed hours before . . . . It always amazes me how such a silly thing could leave me depressed half the morning (at least, until lunch time). Can anyone relate?
Hell yeah
I once had a dream about a girl I was going to HS with. In this dream, I fell in love with her. Before the dream, I wasn’t at all interested in her. Afterwards, I had the biggest crush on her.
Too bad I never had the guts to ask her out.