I dream a lot at night. Always have. In high school I remember we'd sit around 1st period and I'd talk about my dreams.
I had thought that maybe once I was actually sleeping the dreaming would stop. It hasn't.
Last night I dreamed that I was a giant purple Care Bear. Well, not always one. If I jumped up and down 3 times I would turn into one. It was quite odd. But fun--I was running around looking into people's windows to scare them.