He was charming and fun and kind and smart. Oh, and I found him attractive – tall and confident, a bit reserved. A thinker. The party was filled with many interesting guests. But he and I continued to talk and talk only with each other; I felt a wonderful connection. He kissed me casually on top of my head. I smiled. I spent some time moving among other guests. At the end of the evening he walked over to me and whispered shyly, “You are wonderful, I must see you again. Will you go out with me?” I said, "I would love to go out with you."

Then, I woke up.

I was 30 years old and single in the dream and so was he. I do not know him in my real life.  

What do our dreams mean and where do their characters come from?

(Photo: Tony Wadden)