I used to use those Guatemalan worry dolls under my pillow. I just thought they looked neat.
Last night, I had a dream that I had a job at the warehouse I used to work at. I kept wandering out and into the neighbouring furniture department store. I was only wearing a workman's apron. I was trying to impress some cute girls, and they seemed to like me. Then my shirt re-appeared on my back, and I carried on about my business.
Most of my dreams tend to be mundane (like about eating sunday lunches). Haven't had a nightmare in ages.