Dreams: Paranoia or premonition?

I do not recall my dreams...Does that say anything about me? When I do, which is a rare occasion, it's a nightmare. I wake up breathing heavily with my pulse and heartbeat in a race. Sometimes I wake up in tears and needing comfort. Then I become frightened of the thought that maybe it's a premonition, a vision, a prophecy of some sort. Then my thought shifts...Maybe I brought it on to myself--paranoia, perhaps. Which is which? Or is it a combination of both? I wonder...

Recently (and surprisingly I remembered), I dreamt that I was holding this small velvet box, opening it, and finding a diamond ring. I was shocked, ecstatic, flabbergasted (c'mon, girls, empathize)! The ring fit perfectly and looked so beautifully on my finger. Everything went to a halt; it's like the world stopped turning. Hands were getting clammy. Heart was pounding. Tears were forming. I was breathless.

And then I woke up...right before I could blurt out anything or even take a glimpse of the co-star in my dreamland. I checked my finger...No ring. But it all seemed so real.

The entire day, I was pondering, trying to interpret that dream...Could it be happening any time soon? Could it be that I'm just pressured by people asking me about it? Could it be that I'm afraid of not having it at all? Could it be that I'm pretending to be someone else?

Endless questions...Not a single answer.

I attempted further and came across this site, which was very insightful. It had an interpretation on rings. I was actually appeased with what I read--doubts turning into positive and fruitful realizations. I know better not to rely on these things...but hey, for someone who's in the pursuit of tranquility at this moment, it's all good!