I usually have really nice dreams... a late one was spending a really nice Christmas with Norman Rockwell-esque trappings at a hotel while waiting to go on an adventure into the snow. In the meantime, I kept going outside to look at a few dozen foxhounds.
I frequently dream about people whom I love and miss. Just semi-remembering, semi-dreaming about being with them and having fun.
My nightmares are always extremely, extremely stressful. They're not exactly the same every time, but it's the same setup. I'll be in a group of a half dozen people or so whom I like, but that I am irritated with at that particular time. A large group (20ish) of people come and just start attacking us with fists. A few of them have mace and baseball bats, we have nothing, and no matter how hard we're fighting, losing is INEVITABLE. There is no way out, the cavalry isn't coming, we're completely screwed. I always wake up panting with a major adrenaline rush and I can't get back to sleep.














