It was a actually different dream to me, maybe because I had taken something to help me sleep. It was more like a story, & actually vivid. My boyfriend & I were on some trip at a tropical location. In one scene, I was sitting on the beach in a beach chair seeing him swim. That is so unlike me. I love my entertainment indoors, with heating & a/cs. I guarantee that if I was sitting on a beach on a tropical island, the only thing that I would be thinking about is air conditioning! Don’t get me wrong, I could love the beach, in the morning or the night when it is cooler, but in the heat of a tropical afternoon, I would want some air conditioning. In another part of my dreaming, my buddy and I were enjoying a candlelight breakfast of seafood sitting above the water on a screened in porch of a dark, noisy steakhouse, ignoring our surroundings & feeding each other. That’s where the dream gets weird. Neither my boyfriend nor I are affectionate like that & I would never eat at a steakhouse that didn’t offer air conditioning. Waterfront dining is not for me. I would rather eat in an air conditioned fast food arena. The last part of my dream that I remember, & the weirdest, is my buddy and I in the coach part of the jetliner that had unsatisfactory temperature control. I have never been on an jetliner & would only fly first class anyways. That doesn’t guarantee temperature control & I would entirely have to be hypnotized to get on an jetliner in the first arena, which explains why this was the weirdest dream.