I WANT TO BELIEVE

I have started to "dream" again. Of course I realize that whenever one enters REM sleep one is experiencing a dream state and without REM sleep one could not survive. I have been relatively healthy for 25 or so years so I must me REM-ing and therefore dreaming, but I am of course referring to the ability to remember and retain the actual contents of those nocturnal musings of the subconscious. I digress... In my life I have rarely dreamt of individuals I knew in rational scenarios. I have dreamt of my family being attacked and turning into vampire/zombie like creatures and being unable to stop it, I have flown around the gym of my elementary school, frozen time and a girl I had a crush on, I have rescued a girl from the clutches of psychotic boyfriend with a Tommy Gun, but never involving real situations at least until a few weeks ago. I dreamt that I was in a relationship with a girl I know. Everything in the dream was vivid and rationally composed. Not even one element of the bizarre or unrealistic was present. Its probably just because I had been thinking about her a lot lately and the idea of a relationship with her has crossed my mind, but the fact still stands.
I usually try not place too much weight on the murmurings of my rational mind's rest, but every once in a while strange things happen. For example, I never and I mean never dreamt of my grandmother until the night before she died. Again... it could be possible that I had and not remembered, but as far as I can remember, I had not. In fact the dream was so vivid and disturbing that I woke up with a start and went back to sleep, but was woke up hours later to my mother in tears on the phone hearing the news. I have also had "feelings" before. I know it sounds silly and I DO NOT claim to be psychic or a medium or anything of the sort, but there have been things that I cannot easily shrug off as fluke or a law of large numbers occurrence. Maybe I just fall too closely behind Fox Mulder and "I want to believe" so badly in the supernatural, higher powers, destiny, grand plans, and the like that I even entertain such notions. I don't know...
I want think that it is a "sign" that I should do something and things will just workout and fall into place like in the romantic comedies that I tend to indulge in more often than I'd like to admit. Then again I have also have dreamt that I was staring consciously upward as one decrepit zombie woman slowly and painlessly tore off pieces of my flesh and gave it to another "healthy" woman who upon refusal of her "Jimwich" was attack and gruesomely mauled by the zombie woman. I have no reason to even entertain this as a sign or possibility of occurrence. Why do I even grasp at the other straw-like dream? Am I a hopeless romantic, a blind fool, a mystic, an optimistic realist, am I John looking for a revelation, a leader looking for a direction to lead, a flawed machine, or maybe another isolated mind searching for meaning outside the vacuum? Maybe I'm all, maybe I'm none, perhaps a mix. I don't know... Whatever the case, I do know that I want to believe.