I've been awake for a couple hours, so I've lost a lot of the details, but here's the dream I woke up from this morning:

I was in a house that I owned and lived in with my family. A bigger house than the one I currently live in. Sam and his girlfriend and, of course, his mom and dad (along with a male colleaque?) all walked up to the house with a dog they were walking. I don't remember why they approached or why they stayed, but they lived up the street in this nice neighborhood. It was nighttime throughout this whole dream.

At one point we were in a room all lying down, like in sleeping bags in different areas of the room but in close quarters. It was Sam, his girlfriend, my brother, and I all in different spots. Brother was asleep, girlfriend was reading something out loud from her phone and Sam moved over towards me to... Cuddle? I guess. My only thought was "why? His girlfriend is right here!" (It reminded me of that time we were all out and he sneaked away to meet me at the bar to kiss me when I assumed he was WITH the girl we were hanging it with; it really fucked me up). So I was uncomfortable in the dream, and I left to another room. It was my room, and it was dark, only dimly lit (maybe by candlelight?). I believe I woke up here.

I know I dream every night. We all do. But I normally don't remember my dreams when I wake up. I wish I didn't remember the ones like this because what was the point of all that? Bringing back all these memories first thing in the morning. 😖