In my dreams I go to Japan

I spent a semester in Japan Fall 'o8 ever since I came back I have dreams where I go back. Some make sense (I decide to do another semester abroad) some don't (I hop a plane at the last minute, or take a train, or in one dream I walked 'cuz it was right across the street, naturally). I am always so excited to go back, the people I met are all there, the students I worked with are there and it's so exciting!
After I got married, though it was kinda sad, cuz in my dreams I would go back and often leave without telling Hubby. In many cases I get there and then remember that I forgot to tell him!
It's become a bit of a ritual in the mornings (afternoons, eveings, you know whenever we get up. Third shift is lovely).
'I had a dream I went back to Japan!'
'Oh, did I get to go?'
'....no.'
'Did you at least tell me this time?'
'....'
'sigh'
In all reality I would never dream of going without him! But apparently in my dreams I don't care!
I miss Japan.