I think I had my first dream in a really long time

It was like the strangest thing ever, ok, it's weird, I say I don't dream because really, I don't dream, i'm one of those people who goes to bed and then just falls a sleep and the next thing I know I am await. I don't dream or have scary nightmares. Well, one time I did while I was a really small child and I remember standing on my bed yelling for my mom and in a really big sweat, then it was over and I didn't know what was so scary, but this time, I had this dream, strangely erotic and strangely kind of scary in the same way it is muy caliente hot. Ok, so i'm obsessed with South Beach now. It's my new favorite show where it's so much better then the OC. It's got semi hot boys, shirtless no doubt, the surf, sand, the essence of what life should be like, the muy caliente "it" factor of South Beach. I mean the OC was close if not first, but it's a little too indie, a little to Chanel and Marc Jacobs you know, I needed a little Gucci Armani Italian vulgar nouveau riche and banana hammocks you know-sans image of Governor lady man Arnold, think Ricky Martin on beach with unidentified equally hot male companion-think what you wish, very metro but not homo in my opinion, and what would the buddhist say right? Ok, so back to the dream, it was the strangest thing ever, I swear...so so my dreams don't make sense, but let me explain the general feel, so basically i'm in Hawaii-not my fave place don't know why, but I know it was Hawaii because we're like driving around the stripe of Waikiki and in of all things, a giant Hummer, like beyond big, very American, very big, very tough, very symbolic, next to me is like this giant beef of a man, and for some reason we're romantically involved, like all of a sudden I am this trailer trash-y nouveau riche old money rich girl who is like married to some WWE guy and we're like totally in love and the attraction is so there, it's so weird, while all my friends and acquitances I see love him and think omg he's so ugh...big, but can't see why i'm with him and then we just leave, it's so strange, like his idea of telling someone to move their car was just to push it out of the way with his massive Hummer, and I mean we weren't doing it by any means, we were just together, I felt protected and in this strange way was like, "omg, i'm dating/married that." It was the end of the story, but anyways, felt this strange attraction to someone that looks like a WWE guy but not as scary and more teddy bear but equally as huge. God it was freaky. So I was thinking, I mean everyone wants to date Vin Diesel, but it doesn't mean I'm gonig to marry the guy right? Everyone wants a Vin or a Brad-at one point i'm still undecided now, but I mean, in terms of marrying, everyone wants the Ryan Philippe? He's like perfect, looks good in hip hop and looks good all studious while looking good in "the power suit" which I don't think looks good on any WWE person, well maybe one, but not a lot...yea but it was this strange dream because this guy was semi scary by how big he was but some how I still liked/loved him...it was just weird, cuz I mean when you think you're going to have an erotic dream, it may as well been with someone hot and hotter not just someone scary and turning hotter by how big he is...