Help with interpretation.........

I just wrote down my whole long dream and went to preview it and everything was lost:eek:

I will calmly try to write everything out again...

First, I want to say I have had dreams about men before. Not sexual, just where we are together and I've read that qualities they have can be qualities I'm missing in my relationship. This was not like that.

My dream starts off in modern days. I drive my car to a forest to go hiking with my sister. My sister is one of my best friend's in real life, is single and and a college student that lives in New Mexico. I live in Texas. The forest is one I've been to a few times throughout my life in dreams, but never in real life that I know of. So we're walking and see a couple of creepy looking guys so we go the long way around them. Walk past a good looking guy. He has dark hair, light eyes, is really tall and has an amazing, heart-melting smile.

Fast forward in the dream and me and this guy, Joe or Joey, are living together in this huge house in the 1800's (I believe). There are about 20 people living/visiting this house at any given time. We are very in love, he's a great guy and his smile was just amazing. I believe the house belonged to his family. I remember walking dogs with him and running through a yard, everyday things. The house was huge and was dark wood mixed with white concrete (? not sure how to describe it). The guys we thought were creepy looking turned out to be nice and were friends of Joey's.

Then I wake up (in real life) and when I fall back asleep I'm right back in the same house. Same age. Except I can't find Joey. I talk to the old housekeeper and she said Joey's been dead for a while and shows me pictures of him. The young Joey (from the beginning of the dream) and the older one (an old man), right before he died. He was smiling in both pictures. I believe we're in the early 1900's. I live in the house and constantly feel his presence. Most people think I'm silly, but I'm sure he's there. They start believing that he's there when he picks me up one day and spins me in circles. This is his ghost. So they see me floating through the air in circles. I go about my business, mostly working around the house and hanging out with the other people there. It was the same as the 1800's, lots of get together's at night. Joey is always there, but I can never see him. The only time I see his face is when this guy is looking for me throughout the house. I hide from him (I don't think he wanted to hurt me, I just didn't like him and we were both single so he thought we should be together). At one point, I run upstairs to this small room. The room is full of light but some how Joey creates a flash (like a camera flash) and when he does I can see his face and he's shaking his head. I took this as a signal that it's not a good hiding spot and run back downstairs and go somewhere else.

Towards the end of the dream, I suddenly realize I'm in a dream and it's about to end for good. I panic and find the house keeper and make her write down his first and last name. Joseph Amagotti/Angotti. I remind myself to google him when I wake up. She said to focus on the 1800's.

I did google the name the second I woke up and came up with nothing. I was actually surprised when I couldn't find anything! I'm not sure what I was thinking lol.

I've thought of book/tv characters I would be getting this guy from and nothing matches. The name Joey doesn't mean anything to me (no ex's, crushes, etc... with that name). Except, when I was little (age 3-8ish) I told everyone I was going to marry a man named Joey and I insisted on getting a boy baby doll (which was difficult according to my mom because most baby doll's were girls) and I had my Oma (grandmother) stitch shirts for him that said "Joey Jr." on them. I told my mom about this dream and she laughed "Oh you and your Joey!". I was never interested in boys when I was little because I had my husband. Then in third grade, there was a boy named Joey in my class and that's when I dropped the "I'm marrying a man named Joey someday" act. I didn't want anyone in my class thinking I was talking about the Joey in our class lol.

I texted my sister about the dream and she brought up my "invisible friend". Said I should add him. So, don't think I'm crazy, but when I was young, from as far back as I can remember up to age 6, I had an invisible friend named "Dreamer". He was a grown man but not an older man. He remembered stuff when I couldn't and was a constant voice in my head. When I was 6, I decided my "Dreamer" should be a female and told "Dreamer" he needs to go. He said "ok" and disappeared. The next few days, I tried to use a female voice in my head and it didn't work. I had to make her conversations up and think of her dialogue. Dreamer was kind of his own person. Does that make sense? So I decided I just wanted Dreamer back but he never did return. I knew no one else could see Dreamer and didn't talk about him. I knew he was in my head. I had lots of friends and wasn't lonely, he was just always there. I don't know why. I had my own subconscious voice, he was separate from that. I know he wasn't from this world, but that's all I remember. lol

About me: I turned 30 yesterday. I have 2 children with my wonderful fiance, Danny. We're not married yet because I want my German family there. I'm a full time social work student. My children are girls. Have lived in Texas since 2005. Raised as a military brat in Germany. Don't know where "Amagotti/Angotti" comes from, I don't watch Jersey Shore or anything lol. I've generally preferred blonde guys until I met Danny, so Joey wasn't a fantasy man. I'm very happy, my kids are awesome and Danny is such a great guy. I don't want Danny to act like Joey, there's nothing Joey had that Danny doesn't that I can think of. Danny is half hispanic, very tan with black hair and hazel-blue eyes. Joey was white, dark hair, slight tan, tall, light eyes.

The reason I want the dream interpreted is because I've been mopey all day. I feel broken hearted knowing that he's not real, never was. I had such a strong connection to him in my dream. It feels like a piece of me was ripped away. I don't know what's wrong with me and why I can't shake him off. I feel ridiculous that I feel like this over some one from a dream, but at the same time I'm really sad about him. I've never ever reacted like this to a dream. My sister said "What is wrong with you?" lol.

Any help would be appreciated so much! Again, I've had no invisible friends since age 6. I don't talk to myself, I have friends and a tight social circle. I don't read romance novels. I don't know if I believe in soulmates or anything like that. I'm guessing I will hear people say it's just a dream and I'll get over it.

And we called him Joe and Joey in the dream. Just depended on who was talking to him. Sorry for switching between past and present tense, it's how I was remembering the dream.