Are dreams real? Or is reality a dream?

I saw a very strange dream recently. In my dream. I saw something that felt very much like real life. Something refreshing, something made me feel great, and something that I cherished a lot.

I wrote the entire story here, but then I decided to remove it all since it is very personal. Anyway, I just kept thinking why some real things feel like a dream, while sometimes dream feel like real life. Paradoxical? Perhaps! I just lost in thought for a few days!