Dream Machine !!

I had the nicest dream last night. Its been the first of this sort in bloody ages. It goes something like this. I was at this party, it ended pretty late and a few of us close friends decided to head back to one of the guys places to like slack and crap the night away till morn. The house was a warm cosy apartment. Warm fuzzy yellow lighting that suited our hyper-sensitised, drunken eyes well. There was this girl there that I liked and I guess she liked me as well, but it was just a face-off thing. Well anyway, I was sitting beside her and most of the other friends had knocked off out of sheer lethargy and it was only the two of us awake. I reached over her to the other side of the couch to take something from the side table and my pullover brushed by her face. I had this sorta fear before that I didn't smell as good as I was supposed to, so I pulled away quickly cause I didn't want to inconvenience her. She looked at me with surprise. I was like, "I didn't wanna let you get high on my stinko's", or something to that effect. She was like, "No no...you smell nice. I like your smell" She was genuinely saying that. I had visions of furry baby blue. I cuddled up beside her. Then I woke up.
But the real revelation only happened when I did wake up. It struck me today, that I am obsessed. Obsessed to a moderate/high degree with the opposite sex. Girls plague my mind and seem to influence every decision of my life and cause my quite a high deal of mental distress. After much evaluation, I have come to a conclusion. Thanks to the cumulative work of many magi over an expanded time frame, I have noticed that a certain thing that I do, matches a certain thing that 'they' have come to notice as well.
Here's what I do. Its gonna sound wierd, but its an old habit with me and has been a blessing in allowing me to exercise creativity and imagination. Everynight, before I go to sleep, for the past 14 years at least, I have imagined myself in a totally fantastical location, different each time, but nonetheless, its been 14 years. And in each imagination, I create some imaginary partner in which I live with. Its fantasy sometimes, revenge even sometimes, dreams, hopes, fears, whatnot. Its what puts me to sleep. And each night, as I make this imagination, it is being imprinted into my psyche. So much so that I enter into this imagination while I sleep and the message is propagated and photocopied and etched into my mind......what to do? what to do?