Dreams? Rarely if not next to hardly at at all...Sleep = Coma. Out for the count in 5 minutes or less.
I dreamt me and a few others organized a union strike day across several different industries, so that everyone would strike on the same day. The store that I was responsible for the police came in with riot gear and formed a line.
While they figured out what they were going to do, I snuck out the back and hopped the fence onto the next property and began running past what seemed to be almost a magical word were there was a private educational system of sorts. People were outside dancing, and eventually I made my way into a building and stumbled across the womens showers.
I believe it was this point in time where my I figured out that I was half awake and my thoughts were shaping my dreams. So I hung out in the showers for a bit and met some ladies. I felt guilty being a criminal that was passing by and getting a resident into trouble.