I've gotten into the habit of keeping a dream journal. If I can remember my dream, I write down a little summary while my kids are eating their breakfast. It's fun to go back through and read them. I have had a bad cold recently, so I have been taking NyQuil before bed to knock me out. It seems like I have the most lucid, crazy dreams when I take NyQuil or any sort of sleep aid.
Anyway...
Last night I had a dream that I was being chased by a cheeseburger man wearing a cowboy hat. I was camping in a tent with my mom, which was weird because she always hated camping. All of a sudden she wasn't there, and i became very scared. I wandered around the forest looking for her when cheeseburger man appeared. He chased me slowly...like one of those dreams where you are running through 12 inches of wet cement in hip waders. I finally ran back to the tent, and sat down in front of the door exhausted. Mom nowhere in sight. I remember feeling scared, but resigned to my fate as a victim of cheeseburger man. He walked up to me slowly and silently, reached out his hand, and when he opened his hand a large gray moth climbed out and landed on my knee. Cheeseburger man just stood there silently and watched. Then I woke up cold and drenched in sweat.