So last night I had one of the most exhilarating dreams of my life. I didn’t have anything to do with cliff diving, bungee jumping, or free falling. It had to do with love. “Jake was my boyfriend of almost two years. I was completely and utterly in love with him. Head over heals. But he could be so cold and bitter. So I decided to give our relationship a break. Make him realize what he just lost. During the break, something unexpected happened. I met Casey. Casey was sweet, innocent, and caring. He would never dare hurt me and always put me first. We started to become serious and although I had feelings for Casey, I was still completely in love with Jake. Casey would kiss me so passionately and Jake would stare from a distance missing me more and more. So one night Casey and I somehow ended up at the same fancy restaurant as Jake. I went over to Jake and told him how much I loved him and wanted him back, but also how much I needed him to change the way he treated me. He looked at me like a lost puppy and was completely understanding.” And that is where my dream ended. I guess the fact that deciding between the boys was an eminent fact awaiting to happen, kind of made me nervous. I knew I would go back to Jake, but I also knew that I would miss Casey so much. I’ve literally been thinking about where my dream would’ve taken me of only I had slept just a tad bit longer.