Another horrible dream

So Last night I had another horrible dream.  This time I was living in this really dingy terraced house with all orange mouldy wallpaper and It was really dark.  I had been somewhere with my parents and came up to the house, and the door was ajar.  I pushed the door open and found that I had been burgled, all my eletrical equipment had been taken, my laptop had gone! I sat down and cried and cried and I must have been crying in my sleep.  Nobody seemed really that bothered about why I was so upset about the loss of my laptop but I was distraught.

In realitiy I would be exactly the same if my laptop got stolen.  I dont know what I would do.  I have a perfectly good Pc sitting in my spare room that I havent used since I bought my laptop.  I love my laptop.  I know its sad to be so attached to something but its like my diary its got everything on it.