I have rather interesting dreams.
I don’t remember my most recent one very well, but I’ll tell you about it anyways:
My family (but not my sister for some reason) was in southern Florida, at midnight. We got on a seaplane that had a SiriusXM crash detector. My dad drove the plane (didn’t fly it very high) to Orlando for Walt Disney World. He almost crashed the plane while getting to Orlando, but we made it.
That’s all I remember.
