I had a dream about a boy named Sammy, (who's about 12 years old in the dream), and we're at his house talking. Before that I could see photos of him with his friend when they were kids, posing and laughing. The more I saw pictures, the older that his friend got, except Sammy didn't appear to age. So I'm at his house and we're sitting and talking about stuff that I don't remember about until we pretty much start laughing after every topic and I have tears in my eyes, thinking that before this we didn't even know each other, and now look at us! Already a tight group. I woke up kinda sad, because it felt so real and I was so aware in it, but at the same time I had this nice feeling of wanting to develop authentic friendships, and that because of Sammy I totally believed it was possible!