games and nightmares

I transported my Sims 2 game from the computer in my bedroom to the computer in the living room; the setup in my bedroom is a terribly non-ergonomic one and I was getting a crick in my neck. The transportation process, however, isn't as smooth as I'd like...I had to package each house up separately and they lost all their relationships -- so they're not friends with each other anymore. The couple that was engaged isn't, anymore. The one who was sleeping her way through the neighborhood has forgotten the names of all her conquests and they don't recognize her at all.

It's eerily reminding me of the nightmare I periodically have that one morning I wake up and find that the last seven or ten years have been a dream -- that I'm still in my apartment in san francisco or worse, still in college. And I'm trapped in the bad old days as the full-sensory details of this golden life fade like dreams always do...