The most vivid dream I've had in recent memory came about a month ago after a sleep-deprived finals week. I remember I was rowing on a sort of lilypad with my girlfriend and somebody else, though I don't remember who. As I was rowing, we were passed by two longboats of revolutionary war soldiers (United States). After this, we found ourselves in a sort of colorful fantasy world, that's the only way I know how to describe it.

The dream then took a turn in which the dream itself resembled the gameplay from the videogame Jak II (which I haven't played since it came out years ago, so that was totally random).

I don't remember specifics about this part but I guess I just went around the JakII-esque world until suddenly I had a wrench in my hand. What type of wrench, you ask? The very wrench from Bioshock, a game which I have also not played in years. I think I was going around trying to hit things with it but missing. Then I woke up.

An overworked, sleep deprived brain can produce strange things