Dreams

My roommate writes down her dreams in her blogs. She remembers them vividly, all in sequential order. I rarely remember my dreams; usually I'm so exhausted that I black out, leaving me with barely anything to retain.
However, recently I've been having strange dreams, if not nightmares. I dreamt that my whole apartment was filled with cockroaches one night, the next night I dreamt of someone kissing me (kissing doesn't mean kissing in dreams btw), and the next night after that I saw the same person on a stack of chairs, and he's sitting in every single one of them.
Dreams are so unusually creepy, but the last few have been so vivid that I write them down and look up their meanings online. Freudian psychology is such an intriguing subject; we are so consumed by our busy lives day and night that sometimes we are unable to notice what our mind and body are going through. And dreams help us notice that; its kind of like a horoscope, when you dream of falling you're feeling insecure about something, when you dream about kisses you're thinking about physical affection that you're presently lacking, if you're dreaming about cockroaches you have a problem that is persistently bugging you...
its so funny because when you read stuff about this its almost as if its all obvious. However, its like a path of discovery; you don't really notice what is in front of you.

...people are misinterpreting valentine's day; its about loving everyone around you, not just one person...

.. or maybe i'm just saying that because I'm cynical :P