To sleep, perchance to dream. Aye, there's the rub!

I've been having some strange dreams lately. Some have been humorous, other disturbing. And, since I'm sure you're all curious, following is a nice sampling:

Dream 1:
I was kind of using wood slats in a staircase (apparently in my parents' house) as monkey bars, but then my father's fingers got caught, so he pulled out all the slats while I was still hanging there, and then my mother was mad that my father was destroying the staircase and I was wondering how I'd get to my bedroom and go to bed (since apparently I sleep upstairs). I was kind of freaking out about being able to go to bed, actually, and my mom was freaking out about him pulling out slats, so I feel kind of bad for dream Dad. In Kyler's words, he was getting it on both ends. Definitely not fair.

Dream 2:
I was miscarrying. I guess I went into labor and gave birth to an incredibly premature/stillborn baby, so all it was were little bits of bone and tissue on the floor. I (in the dream) was kind of freaking out, and I decided, somehow, that it would be better if I put the baby back in. So, I picked up the bone and tissue pieces and tried to put them back into my uterus, but when I stood up, they just fell out.
When I woke up, I was really, really unnerved. The dream messed with my head and emotions for a while afterward, and I made Kyler come and hold me. He didn’t complain about it and just sat next to me and let me cling and freak out all I wanted.
This, by the way, is not my way of announcing anything other than the fact that my subconscious is psychotic.

Dream 3:
I was being chased by a psychotic guy, and one of my co-workers (a phlebotomist named Adrianne) was helping me escape on the psycho guy's John Deer tractor. We had a problem, though, in the fact that deer (real ones, with antlers) kept trying to hit us. One of the deer actually did run into us, and we totaled the tractor. So Adrianne went home, trying to distract the psycho guy, and I quietly, quietly, quietly went hiding into the shadows. Psycho guy did follow Adrianne, and he was using some kind of suped-up mega powerful vacuum cleaner to try and attack her, but she stabbed it with a knife and the vacuum burst into flame and Psycho guy got freaked out and left. And then Adrianne called me and told me it was okay, I could stop running/hiding and come home.

Dream 4:
I convinced Flame (my cat that we got when I was in first grade) to leave my house and walk across the street and go into the neighbor's house by feeding her ranch flavored Sunchips. I wonder if these even exist, but Kyler says they have to, because there's ranch flavored everything. For those of you who knew Flame, you'd probably agree that this is the most realistic of these dreams.

Yeah, let's end these on the happy, or at least humorous, note. And dream on, my beloved blogger fans.