Holy crap did I have a bad morning. Was woken up at 6:23AM this morning by what was first a sad although great dream which soon turned into a nightmare. In the dream I was on another date with the one female I ever loved and haven't seen in person for 2 years. We were driving around town, smoking cigars together, and eating at a fancy restaurant, etc. Then my family appeared out of nowhere and started yelling at me, and my girl disappeared, and I couldn't find her anywhere...woke up crying and hysterical, in a depressive daze of longing for the past--for those 3 dates I had with that girl about 2 years ago which were the greatest moments of my life, my first love--and regretting the present, wishing I hadn't lost my love, and feeling hopeless for the future like a shadow slowly fading into non-existence--my memories becoming more and more just that: memories, and the past further slipping away. My, was it a horrid experience. Haven't cried like that in a while. Went back to bed and slept in until 11.