I dreamt that I had set a typewriter on fire, and was madly trying to finish writing... something. Then I was throwing knives at a dude in a trilby and pinstripe suit who melted and became the pope... with a cockney accent. I then gave confession and woke up.
This is the weirdest of three(3) visual dreams. I usually dream in text <---------------- *coughs*
Visual-spatial IssuesNuts *coughs*