This morning I woke up and remembered a dream I'd had for the first time in a couple of months - lately I either haven't been dreaming, or just haven't remembered them. I have some idea of what this might mean, but I'd love to hear any input from anyone else.

I was in a street I didn't recognise. It had some of those boards with newspaper headlines on but I couldn't read what they said. My dad was there and he tried to talk to me. His hair looked greasy. I ignored him and walked away.

I realised my pet rabbits from childhood were in a hutch there in the street, next to a washing machine. I was worried because it was cold and strangers could harm them, but I didn't feel I could do anything. I couldn't think what to do. I walked towards them and they got excited when they heard me coming, but I realised they smelled bad so I didn't go any closer.

Then both my parents were there. They were ignoring me and hugging each other. I felt annoyed. My dad's hair looked even more greasy and I felt disgusted as he needed to wash it. Then I was in a car with my mum and she seemed really happy. I wanted to get out but the doors were locked.

Then I woke up, remembered the dream and wondered why I didn't think to get the rabbits out of their hutch, why I didn't realise the bad smell meant I needed to rescue them, not avoid going near them. They didn't smell, their hutch did, and if I had taken them away then the smell would have been left behind. But I didn't think of that until I woke up.

I figure I was like the rabbits in the bad smell, but I don't know what to make of the rest of it.