My dreams (that I remember) always involve myself, other persons I know, and other persons I do not know that, within my dream, I do know.

My dreams consistently bear a disjointedness about them, taking place somewhere I know, except it's altered & more grandiose usually.
There is Always a force of opposition in one way shape or form.

As a child I dreamed of mainly of witches chasing me through sewers, of a tiny strong-as-stone alien dragging me away, and of my mother passing out at the wheel while we drove on a maze of overpasses with innumerable tornadoes around and about.

Now my dreams generally revolve around myself and a group of people I know ( but don't really know) developing powers and/or forming a team to fight some evil we're in opposition of. They take place anywhere from my school (turned into something similar to a castle in size and detail) to other states, to the ocean, to stadiums in places I've never visited.

I've had a very very abnormal sleep schedule recently as well, sleeping from midnight to 5am then (usually) from 11 to 3.. i don't know much how i got into this sleep schedule but I'm always tired regardless of getting any more sleep (though less significantly worsens it)

Another thing about my dreams (and memories even) is I see them in third-person, behind myself or from some other similar panning frame.

But every now and again I have these different dreams.

Ones where everything is crisp and vivid and Very much realistic, so much so that they become intertwined with my true memory and I may be halfway through recounting the events of said dream before someone stops me to tell me it never happened. I know everyone (in real life too) and everything in them, and where I am and what's going on.

Or ones where I'm emotionally gone, and I more-so watch than participate. (I've had gruesome and horrible dreams in this way that I didn't so much as bat an eye at)

Or ones with nothing but a swelling feeling in my chest (pleasant) and suddenly, If I concentrate, I can fly in them.. and when I wake up from these there is a positively Crushing depression in me because i cannot, in truth fly.. even if I have a mild fear of heights and loathe airplanes.. as odd as that may sound.

Another thing about my dreams that I can't help but feel Is abnormal, if awkward to mention, is that over the 18 years and some months of my life I have only had 2 "wet" dreams, if you will (one of which was with a cartoon crush in middle school as Thoroughly embarrassing as that is to admit)

I don't know how much of this may be odd, or if there's anything to really say about it, but on seeing that there was a dreams section, and having wanted to post Something for days, I figured I would contribute