Dreams

I don't know how other people dream, but my dreams tend to be in segments, more like a collection of short stories rather than a full length novel.
So remembering the dream may at times mean remembering only one little part of a larger picture.
Last night I had a dream wherein Chuck and I were living, temporarily it felt, in a trailer.
Outside there was snow, quite a bit of it.
I asked Chuck if I should take the dogs ( the Schnauzers ) out for a walk and if so, where were their leashes.
Never mind the leashes, said he, there's no traffic and no lights because of the snow.
Come here, he said, and started to apply some cream on a dry spot of skin I had over the nose.
He stroked my hair and said
You are a very handsome guy.
And then I woke up.