Was I just haunted?

I can't shake the dream I had last night.
In it, I talked on the phone to a guy I dated in high school. I didn't want to talk to him, but I kept saying polite things. (He was super messed up and actually committed suicide a couple years ago.) When I got off the phone I went to a bar for a drink. A friend (who also has major issues) sat down with me and told me that I have severe anxiety and depression. They thought I should be medicated.
Then in real life my alarm clock rang and I got up and ready for work. I get in the car, the radio comes on, and the song is an old 80's number that never fails to remind me of that guy I dated. It's not a very common radio song.
Hmmmmm.