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