Doomstein I remember all of my dreams in vivid detail.
I recall a dream I had back in 8th grade about Back to the Future. It involved me and Doc Brown going to the past to change history by stealing some bricks from a brick sidewalk. Now to the conscious mind that doesn't make any sense. but to my subconscious IT WAS IMPERITIVE THAT WE GET THOSE FUCKING BRICKS BEFORE TIME RAN OUT!!
But I mean c'mon, we had a time machine, what do we care if time runs out?
So I wake up, and later that day I was waiting for the bus, and what should drive by but an honest to god DMC-12 Delorian. The first one I'd seen in real life. I took it as a sign that I needed to skip school and start stealing bricks. So I did. I spent the entire day stealing 200lbs of red bricks and hid them in my garage for posterity.
The city later made a big stink about the missing bricks, even going as far as to have the local paper post a story about the mysterious heist of city property and the dire consequences that would befall the perpetrators, but I didn't care.