Ever wonder what lies in your subconcious to make the dreams we have?

Man, I do.

OK so most people I know, know I have quite a few online friends... I'm nerdy what can I say... So anyway, most of these online friends are female... yea I'm an internet stud muffin... Well my wife knows all about them and I talk to her about them and all the trials and tribulations they go through. She is pretty cool about it all and doesn't fret about it she is secure in our relationship as am I, until last night. I totally had the single most upsetting dream I think I have ever had. I was at home or atleast I thought I was at home I was in a bedroom lying on the bed like I normally do, reading a book and in came my wife, well I assume she was my wife she looked like her. Anyway she is all giddy about going out and doing her thing with a friend of hers who happens to be male and asked me for advice on which dress to wear and shows me a very matronly looking one and another that shows wicked cleavage. I am totally blown away by this to the point where I have nothing to say which is friggin odd for me. So I say nothign and she says she is going to wear the wicked cleavage.

Now what the hell am I supposed to read into this? Am I subconciously putting myself in my wife's position relative to my online female friends? Showing myself that I shouldn't have s good friendship with anyone female because I would feel threatened?

I dunno...