Dreaming of a Home, or Not

Last week, I had the weirdest dream.  I dreamt that I was homeless.  What brought that on, I don't know.  I wasn't alone, though.  My cousin was in the dream with me.  He and I were sitting in a doorway or on a curb or something and I happened to look up and see him.  I asked, "What are you doing here?  Did you and Lori break up?"  He said, "Yes, we did."  And then I woke up.