I don't often remember my dreams, but when I do they're either the height of banality or someone close to me dies. Like last night for instance... I just dreamt that I was I was going to the store to get a pack of butts. Nothing special. Just got in my car, drove to the store, bought a pack of cigarettes, and lit one up. Other nights I'll have a dream of say a close friend in a firing line with a blindfold and a last cigarette. Those dreams generally make me wake up in a cold sweat ^_^;.