Again with the weird dreams

Sound asleep in bed last night, I apparently wanted to go back to the home where I grew up. I go lots of strange places in my dreams. I guess it's because I can't afford to go anywhere in real life, lately. But last night I decided to go home. I was walking around my parents house, it was late, very late at night. It's really weird how you just take everything for granted in your dreams. "I'm a 200 foot long, 8 headed ant." (Yeah, sure. So it's Tuesday?). I noticed that the back yard lights were on and the back porch lights were on. I started looking for my family. Maybe someone's having a late-night party back here? That was not the case. The lights shut off abruptly and someone stuffed me into a dark black garbage bag or can or something. I felt my self struggle, literally, I was trying to move my arms and couldn't. I woke up in an awkward position with both arms asleep. I think when you have bad dreams, your brain is trying to tell you something. In this case it was "Wake up! There is very little circulation to your arms and this is a problem!" I just love it when my brain stuffs me violently into a garbage can! whoohooo!