The repeating things in my dreams are places. There’s a really colorful city street with shops on each side flashing every color of lights in every comibination. There’s a little room with bare wooden shelves, a pathway through the woods. The weird thing is that when I’m in a dream, all these places feel familiar even though they’re only in my dreams. Then there’s Haruhi Suzumiya as a pirate captain and a little robot on a skateboard telling me where to find something, and that something turns out to be a box full of dvds and then I wake up pissed because there was a really cool dvd there and it’s not real!