I found my dream diary that I kept when I was 14 or 15. Here’s one of the more coherent and PG rated dreams that I recorded.
Met Salvador Dali in a dream. We were sitting in a house near the Mediterranean Sea. We were discussing art, I was sketching and he was correcting them. The phone rang and he answered it. It was his mother asking him to come home. He angrily answered "no”. Then I woke up.
Another entry from my dream diary that I kept when I was 14 or 15. I used to have a beautiful haunting recurring dream where I would watch from far away ships falling off the edge of the earth into the black void.