My dream was actually interesting, for once. I usually dream of random and weird stuff, so having a somewhat lucid dream that is not a goddamn nightmare is nice. I dreamed I peed on pregnancy test stick-thingy and two lines appeared, so my body might be trying to tell me something; either that I am pregnant (which I doubt) or that I want another baby, which I already knew.

I have several reoccurring nightmares, which I've been told are all fairly typical and has some hidden meaning if you believe in that sort of stuff. 
One is me running up a spiral staircase and something chasing behind me. I never know what it is that is chasing me, but I know that I have this panicky and urgent need to [i]get the hell away[/i]. Then I get to the top of the stairs and it's like I'm at the top of a tower, with a cylindrical drop in front of me, with chains and vines and shit on the walls. Because I have this urgent need to get away from that whatever-it-is, I jump (I am terrified of heights, so...). I fall for what feels like an eternity, grasping for those chains and vines on the walls, but it's like the walls bend away from me whenever I do. Finally, I get to the bottom, where I fall through the "ground" and I'm underwater and can't get up. It's like the surface is made of rubber and I can push at it and it bends, but I can't break through.
I usually wake up bathed in sweat and panting like I've just run a marathon.