Aguilera?

I just woke up markedly upset because I had been dating Christina Aguilera in my dream. I was spending a lot of time at her house with her family. They had apparently accepted me as one of their own, which was apleasant surprise. The ‘Grandfather’ of the family had flown in from new york to get together with everyone. However One of the uncles was explaining to me that they would have to change their dinner plans for the big reunion in flagstaff I think because I was so late in being added to the list. They had a very dark, brown house. Very little lights, and we were often on display for the media.christina had a very calming effect on me. I felt very out of place until I was next to her. It was a rare feeling. They had a place on the wall for my picture to go once they got one. I am unsure why I was so sad when I awoke. I think it’s because I was poignantly aware that this is not the life I wanted for myself. I am destined for bigger and better things. Maybe not dating rock stars, but certainly to be happy somewhere, and accepted in some family. I still can’t shake the depression even some 15-20 minutes later after waking. Christina’s family was also oddly Italian in attitude. A sort of corleone attitude. It seemed that Eminem was hanging around, although I can’t seem to pinpoint why. Maybe I’m wrong. The house was Very dark, dark brown wood all over and It was carpeted in such a way that it is comfortable to walk, and you barely notice it. Most of the lights were turned off, so it made the whole of the house somewhat hard to make out at distances inside, but not hard to walk or speak to others. I cannot overstate the calming effect that Christina had on me. Not that I depended on it, but that I didn’t know I could feel that way until she was near. The whole of the world was staring and watching us, and if I was on her arm, then everything was ok. I really didn’t want to mess up their dinner plans, but I very much wanted to be a part of them. It took me a few tries to get it out, but I managed to tell the ‘Uncle’ in charge as much. Christina had gone into the back bedroom to watch a video of some sort, and I was in the process of going to meet her when I awoke. There was a computer in the study, sort of the middle room of the house as I recall, that the ‘uncle’ seemed to use predominantly. I’m not sure what he was using it for, but it seemed important. It is striking to me that the computer screen was the only active source of light in my entire dream. I wonder why that is.