Great shot! you really helped me think. I currently try to stop living with my parents. There are no jobs here (crisis...), so I'm prepared to freeze all the dreams that make me feel alive in order to get ANY job. I just found one, actually.
In the dream, I weren't happy in the friendly house either (I have ADHD and many people give me a headache). I ran away and started walking around the dark apartment house, trying to find another place, but at least I had a non-dark, non-icy, non-bloody place to sleep if I failed.

Weird.

About the first...I re-thought on it, two of the reasons I broke up is that I didn't like his social behavior, and that we never had our own place. But why did I see it twice? Was it because I wanted to realize I broke up for the right reasons, or because I actually regret it? I'm not sure about how I feel after this...