Everynight I dream and I remember.
Last night I dreamt that I was pulling articles of clothing out of dogs' mouths'. Three distinct dreams. This was triggered by my buddy at work talking about his dog eating his sock.
I also dreamt that I was stung by 7 bees. I remember pulling out the stingers. I remember saying to myself, "I am dreaming, but I still feel the pain".
I guess these bad nights are balanced by the times that I can fly.