The house of my past lives

Last night I had this bizarre dream, it was like a collection of all of these things that have happened to me over the course of my life, and each one of them had their own room inside the house. What was even weirder about it was that those things, like my first real boyfriend/heartbreak for example, were there in an updated state. Like for example, I just happen to know that this guy, the one who first broke my heart, is getting married this weekend...so in the dream, he was there in the house, with his own room, but with his soon-to-be-wife. Then, this girl that I used to be really good friends with, who totally ditched me in the end, she was there with her new husband, in her own room, doing her own thing, but it was all updated.
It's weird because obviously I have no desire to be back at those times in my life... right. (?) I don't get it. I think I get like this, sort of nostalgic but not nostalgic at the same time, whenever H is not around. Lately, he's been working at nights and I feel like I haven't talked to him in weeks, literally...and I feel like that because it's true. He went to visit Savannah the first week of February and now he's been working nights ever since, so we really haven't seen each other except in passing since then...it's totally sucking. And so what happens to me whenever he works like that is that I start to feel this big fat void in my life, and then anything and everything starts to look like a possible filler.
It's totally stupid, I know, but that's how it is. I just thought that the dream was so interesting, because I am constantly thinking about my past "lives" and how they play into who I am now and the things I do now. I am constantly wavering between feeling this complete disconnect between the past me(s) and the present me, while at the same time feeling such a strong connection to them, and to those times in my life, that I can't seem to move forward. I wish these were things that people felt comfortable talking about, because I think it would be very nice to have a comparison for myself.
I remember once when I was younger telling someone much older than I was that I felt like I was going crazy. That person told me: "don't worry, you're not going crazy....people who go crazy don't realize that they're going crazy. It's only normal to wonder if you're already crazy or if you're going to be crazy." Back then I thought that was such a novel idea, but now, I get it. It doesn't really apply here in the sense of insanity, but it does apply in the sense that it would be nice to know, in any area, what is "normal". I just wish that we could have more open conversations about things in general, just to see what the "normal human experience" is. I am not saying that I suppose that everyone out there is having dreams about houses with rooms filled with memories from the past, but I just want to know: is it so unusual to feel these things I feel?
Am I so bizarre for keeping my memories housed up, locked into rooms, only letting them free in my dreams?