I have horrific nightmares. But the prevailing theme, night after night, is what I call my "failure" dreams. I'm in a play and it's opening night (I was an amateur actor for many years -- too scared to audition now). I not only cannot remember my lines I really don't even know what play it is. I'm at work, usually at a my old law firm, but I have absolutely no idea what I'm supposed to do, just praying nobody notices. My children are babies again and I lose them. You get the picture.