For many years, if my chronic insomnia allows me to doze off, I will have horrific nightmares and night terrors. I've actually knocked over lamps and destroyed several lamp shades during my terrible dreams. My husband, who knows how badly I need the sleep and knows the risk of rousing my cptsd-psyche out of such a state, often takes on the challenge because I'm screaming so loudly. Either I don't recall anything about them or if I do, will absolutely not retell them to anyone. Recently, my dreams have taken an odd turn. Some of them have actually been...funny. My husband and kids actually enjoy hearing about them because they are so ridiculous. We can pick out the events or simple stuff in my day that help explain why the wild series of events have occurred in my sleeping brain. And they are in vivid color! Now if I could just rid of the icky ones!