Dreams

Last night I had really, really strange dreams. The first one that I remember had me and my roomie Amanda and someone else that I can't remember moving into a new place. We looked at the floor plan without seeing the place and then moved in. Little did we know that it used to be a church and the wall seperating my room and the other girls was one of those acordian walls.
The next dream consisted of me being with some big rig driver who was delivering strawberries. I knew he was going to kill me, so when we got to the delivery place I jumped out and screamed for help. I escaped. This dream segwayed into a dream about me being in a hosptial with my boyfriend. He got a procedure done and I got one done. We were on seperate floors of the hospital and for some reason they wouldn't let me go to him. I wasn't even allowed a bed. I was laying on the floor with my head propped up by a wall. I didn't even have real blankets. They were covering me with the disposable gowns that doctors use to cover their clothes. I somehow managed to sneak up to my boyfriends floor and went to hug him tight and he disintigrated in my grasp. I just cried. This led into another dream. I was with 3 other girls and for some reason we were all in the hospital together in the same room on the floor again. This time though, I had a fiance which was Barney Stinson (Neil Patrick Harris) from the show How I Met Your Mother. I was curled up with him and had 2 different engagement rings on, a purple square one and a yellow round one with diamonds around it. I was trying them on and I asked him if he bought the purple one too because I forgot.
Then I woke up. Man, it was weird waking up from these dreams. I have no idea what they were about, but I was mad that I couldn't see my boyfriend and mad that people were trying to kill me. For me, I have noticed that after I wake up and realize it's not real, the feelings I was having in the dreams are still there for a while. Usually that makes me sad and/or lonely because they are hard feeling to feel. For instance, the feeling of longing trying to get to your dream boyfriend only to have him disintigrate when you finally get to him. Such a harsh feeling to wake up to. So that left me with a feeling of longing for companionship this morning that led me to text the boy at 6:48 am. Whoops.