It wasn't a nightmare. On the contrary, it was a very nice dream, in fact. I was walking through a luscious green, watery landscape, taking pictures. And I was happy; laughing and talking pleasantly with my companion.
And the company I was keeping was exactly what lent the scene its weirdness, as it clearly was The Man Who Broke My Heart.
I hadn't thought about him in ages...well, not since I last bumped into him 20 months ago...wonder what it means?
After that, I just couldn't get back to sleep again.