My dreams are never as surreal as the ones described by Marek's or deadworms and on the other hand never as logically connected either.
Usually everything is shifting around, people are changing and the locations are changing. One moment I'm talking to one person but suddenly in the next "scene" it's another person. There's no definitive moment where I could say: there was this thing and then this happened to it. For example the piano would have surely changed into a pocket-knife in my dream and I wouldn't have noticed it before waking up.
One cool dream I remember is: I was driving around in my Moskvitch in my hometown with a couple of girls from my class and one moment we realised that we had to drive off the planet because one of them had a bomb in her belly that would blow up the world.
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