I have odd dreams a lot.
Most of the really weird ones take place in a mall which I don't get. I hate the mall and prefer being anywhere but there.

I once had a dream that I was watching, through a security camera, Will Ferrel in a therapy session. The session was in an office kitchen, which was in a mall. Ferrel asked the therapist if she was taping this. She lied and he flipped out yelling your lying and then went over to a sink and cut the head off a really small puppy and said I didn't do that, the knife did.

And my dreams all have certain color schemes. This one was like an old movie, but tinted dark green.

I had another one that was in this abandoned house and I walked in and there was just this bloody corpse surrounded by flies slumped against the wall. And I wsa looking for paper towels for some reason...

Anyone got any thoughts on this?