This is... obscene, for lack of a better word, three dreams, not sure on the dates except that the first was the seventeenth, and the last was either this morning or yesterday. Regardless...
First dream, set in Frontierland at Disneyland (don't know why, don't ask), was holding R's hand (ah, simple things), then I woke up because my phone was ringing, I was hugging one of my pillows so tightly that if it had bones, they'd likely be broken.
Second dream, the next night or morning or whatever, all I remember was that B was involved, that she was wearing a white t-shirt, and that I was very mad at her.
Final, I don't remember much about this one, except that I was, like, running away or something. I didn't have anywhere to stay. Then, a very nice lady who ran a McDonalds gave me a job at $20 a day and somehow this was enough to pay for an apartment, feed myself, and still leave me enough money to go to the movies sometimes. There was also a river somewhere in this. And someone was trying to find me, I think, I don't remember who, or even if this part was really in there.