I had a dream once where Glass was supreme world overlord and the world was made out of giant ice GSF terrain blocks. My friends were shot trying to attack the huge beast (who was made out of a mixture of metal and pure fat), and I ended up moving to a small mini-town in Antarctica also made out of bricks. At the end of the story I was trying to buy some stuff to kill Glass with. I eventually almost did, but I died before I woke up.
And for a period of time I was having horrible nightmares every night - literally every night. From exploding head syndrome to a horrible tale about murder, I had horrible dreams. Now, though, I've got better dreams; I don't know what happened. Maybe it's not living in the ghetto in Florida any more? I don't know. But now I have normal 13 year old boy dreams about this girl I like and buying a Lamborghini and driving it around a small dock.