Uh, last night I drove along a cliffside road into a cave where darth vader and a bunch of stormtroopers were hanging out, then I was text messaging some kind of weird water elemental chick while hanging out in my room with my childhood friend, then I was arguing with said childhood friend while driving through the jungle, then I was wrestling a giant fucking crocodile, then we got harassed by monkeys, then I woke up.
Also there were castles and swords and a giant theater and another cave full of books and a whole lot of people I've never met before in there. Figure that shit out.
Dreams are really interesting, I admit, though I think people attach too much importance too them. It is pretty fucking bizarre the way we can hullucinate whole other existences and then just wake up and shrug it off though. Especially the more coherent ones. I had a weird dream a few nights back similar to yours, not in that I lived an entire life in a single dream, but it was more a snapshot of another life. I was on a street I know in my city getting a drink because I was tired after a long day (of what? fuck if I know), I drank for a while for people who I apparently knew in-dream, went outside the bar and was getting harassed by some skinhead kids. I walk about but one follows me, the other pulls a gun and tries to shoot me, but kills his friend instead. So the cops pull up, they take them both away, I'm sitting there all wtf and someone I do know irl comes up and asks me to find him some weed. We walk into an alleyway and I woke up. Was bizarre because the whole thing was really coherent and consistent and linear as opposed to the usual shit I mentioned before. One event followed the other fairly logically and I remembered it all from a - z.