Dreams: seascapes and wishing wells

I had a lot of unusual but pleasurable dreams last night. One took place near a frigid seascape. All I really remember is that somebody wanted to walk on the beach with me to "watch the snowflakes fall like flower petals into the sea."

Another dream was about three young elementary school teachers. One was a handsome young man whose life was falling apart. He confided in two women who taught on his same hall. The most memorable part of the dream is that the young man went into one of the women's classrooms and asked her to show him the children's art projects. There had been a contest, and he wanted to see the first place winner.

It was a clay wishing well. Upon seeing it, the young man began to cry. He bent over so that his tears dropped into the well.