Dreams Feel Real

What does it mean?

For some reason I'm just sitting in the middle of the ocean in a rowboat that has no oars. I don't know what was up with that.

I start to hear whispers. I can't make out what there saying, I'm too scared.

Suddenly, bubbles the size of beach balls arise from the water. I stare out in disbelief. I recognize what they are, just not which ones they are.

They're dreams. The important ones. They all play at once as my vision grows back and transfers to my room as I awake.