Pool party and the man who never was
I dreamt I was travelling through vast snowy dreamscapes in order to get home after a party/to get to another party. The ground looked blocky, as if I were on a Minecraft map.
We were on a pool party now. Some guy with brown skin and a mohawk talked to me enthusiastically, I think we knew each other from school or something, but I couldnt remember him. I was upset by this. I wanted really hard to remember who he was. A cute girl approached me and examined my face with care. We were practically hugged to each other at this point. She pressed on some acne scars and I told her there were only scars left. She started pressing on my nose, there was a pimple inside one of the nostrils, she said. I didn't care much. We were pushed by something and fell into the pool. We floated back to the surface and she blamed the dog on pushing us. I let go of her embrace and got out of the pool. Some fat guy hugged her and almost drowned her. She said "let go of me!" in a mad tone but the retard seemed oblivious to it. I went back to talk to the brown guy. He said we were in some classes together at college now, but I still couldn't remember him. I woke up. I was unsure whether the dude existed or not. Now I'm sure he isn't real. I am still bothered by this. In the dream, I felt like he was real, not just because he was talking to me or I could see him, but I imagined him to be a real person with qualia, memories and experiences.