My dreams suck. I almost never have ones that I can remember, and when I do they're bizarre and unfulfilling. Kind of like my life.
I do have a recurring dream I've probably had at least five times. When I say "recurring" I don't mean frequently, though; I maybe have it once a year. It's never exactly the same, but it's always similar: It involves me at an airport, on my way to catch a flight. The airport is never the same place twice, or in the same location, and as far as I can remember it doesn't correspond to any real life airports I've been to. Anyway, I'm going there to catch a flight, but for whatever reason I never get off the ground. Usually I wake up before I even reach the gate, although once I've made it into the jetway and once onto the plane, but I woke up before it took off. Maybe it's my brain creating a metaphor for the way some things in my life turned out. I almost was in a band, almost got my dream job, almost got engaged, almost had a published speedrun :\
I had a dream last night that I did remember; I was playing Ocarina of Time, but I was actually IN the game as opposed to watching it on a TV screen. Anyway, I was in the Forest Temple, during the Phantom Ganon fight, but somehow after I'd hit him a few times he got his horse back and started jumping into the paintings again even though that should be impossible. I kept shooting him every time he came out, but it didn't seem to kill him and I was running out of arrows and starting to get frantic. I tried switching to hitting him with the hookshot, but I never bothered to practice it because I've always used the bow. So I was missing again and again because I was trying to make sure I was in a spot where the six-point lightning wouldn't hit me and that meant I couldn't get a straight-on shot at him. Finally one time I got out of position, I heard that high-pitched whirring sound of him materializing out of one of the paintings off to the side, and I knew I was about to get nailed with the lightning, and right at that moment I woke up. Maybe it would be called a nightmare...?
One other thing happened to me today that was related to my dreams. I was extracting a bunch of MMD stages I'd downloaded, and loading them up to see what they looked like. A long, long time ago--probably ten years ago--I'd had a dream that always stuck with me; I was on a desolate stretch of road, in the middle of nowhere, no one around but me. The road was on a kind of causeway that cut through the middle of a large pond or small lake; it was a paved two-way highway that curved gently to the left, and the surrounding area was rather hilly. It wasn't anywhere I've ever been to IRL. It was fairly early in the morning, but very sunny; I was jogging on this road, and I was going fast. Not quite Sonic-fast, but around 30-40 mph, definitely far faster than I could run normally. It didn't last very long, but the imagery stuck with me, it was very peaceful and serene.
Anyway, I opened up and loaded one of these stages I'd downloaded and almost fell out of my chair. It looked almost exactly like the scene in my dream. There were a few differences (four lanes instead of two, no water surrounding the road although the color of the ground looks very similar) but the shape of the road and the topography surrounding it were dead ringers. I read the stage maker's notes and he said he based it on a highway in Hokkaido in northern Japan. I don't know if this would be called deja vu if it's years after the fact, but it's a crazy coincidence to say the least. This is what it looked like: