I had a dream the other night about gangstas out to get me, and my 12 gauge was out of ammo. I woke up in time to prevent another senseless urban tragedy, but when I dozed back off, it was zombies. Luckily, I had been able to somehow reload with the change of venue.
But the worst was the time I dreamt I was married with a kid...when I woke up, I missed them for days. Most depressing dream I ever had.