I dreamed that somebody wrote me a doting email talking about how much they enjoy spending time with me.

Then I woke up and thought, "No, it's just a dream. There's no such person. Nobody wants to spend time with me."

Then I realised, "No, this is based on an actual email that my lady friend recently sent. This person exists."

She wrote an email talking about her fondness for the month of November because that's the first time she came to Scotland and she wants to come again and look at the cows again, etc.