Everybody dreams... sometimes we remember what we dreamed, sometimes not... but I always remember some kind of dreams, since I was a child ....always post-apocalyptic ... empty city ...is a cold night ...we're hiding from "something" ...by a fireplace... me and my dad he holds a shotgun... I'm sitting in the floor thinking while held a revolver (a SS 6" 357) ...all I hear is the wood burning in the fireplace, the sound of steps (my dad, walking looking out of the window, he's on guard) ....then the sounds fade away and all I hear is silence... the "something" jumps on me from behind... then I wake up!
This is weird, in Maracaibo-Venezuela we don't have "COLD" nights, hell not even talk about fireplaces, the average temp is like 100 deg. in summer... I have this dream since I was a kid, and from those days I already dreamed that I was an adult (around 40) and dad is an elder person...
I don't dream this every night, maybe 3 or 4 times a year... is the only dream that I can say that always remember vividly