I have strange dreams most nights. I haven't been able to remember my dreams the past couple of nights though, despite having pretty good dream recall.

There was a week this summer where every dream I had picked up right where the last one left off, but the genre of the dream changed completely each time. The premise for the dreams was that I was at a summer camp I think, or I was simply staying on these campgrounds with a bunch of people. The basic plot of all the dreams was that I was trying to win the heart of some girl, strangely enough. I can't remember them all now, but I know the first dream was a slice of life comedy, the second dream was essentially a disaster movie (the clouds all turned to stone and were about to rain destruction upon the world), one dream was a mystery, and the final dream was a sappy romantic drama. It was somewhat amusing.