Dreaming.In.Reality

So I had the strangest and pretty mean dream last night.. I had a dream that K had taken me out for my birthday.. had me blindfolded etc.. we got to the place.. and he led me in and wahlah we were in the Ottawa Humane Society..and I wander isles of kittens.. to where i finally found the wee kitterz of my dream, and while we were filling out the little kitten adoption papers.. he said “actually we’re not getting a kitten.. it was a joke.. now lets go, we have a dinner reservation” and we had to leave my poor lil kitten on the counter:(

I’ve only woken up from my dreams I think once or twice where I was “crying” in my dream.. Once was a dream about my old dog.. where I thought he had been hit by a car.. and the second was a time when I had one of those “groundhog day” dreams, where I kept going back in time to rescue this little girl from being kidnapped and murdered, but of course i didn’t know this until the last few cycles of the dream.. and i had JUST missed keeping her safe.. but i definately woke up feeling like i had just spent a few hours crying.. it was NOT a fun feeling. I know k would never do that.. but still.. UGH.. i hate dreams that hurt, I dream too real to handle them.