I've had lots of crazy dreams, like the sky being so filled with birds that they blacked out the sun, then the birds were in my house and would bite me anytime I got close.
My favorite dream was being attacked by zombies. Everything in the dream was in exactly the same place as it was in real life. First the dream started with some walking up to my front door and when I went out to greet them ran at me. When I went to go back inside the house was full of zombies and they all looked the same and wore the same outfit. So I ran to the empty house across the street and there was this old man I used to work for living there. I kept showing me accessories for a swimming pool, go figure. Then he gave me an M1 grand (rifle) and we when into a cematary to kill zombies, we shot them over and over but they wouldn't die. Then we were back at the empty house. Now the ground was covered in snow and all the trees were missing limbs, were the limbs were cut the trees were bleeding.
In the dream I decided to try and kill the zombies again so I could get back home. Just then a large red pickup truck pulled up and Santa Claus got out of the truck and he was about 10 foot tall. Then all the zombies were gone and the dream ended.
I did asked a Christian psychologist about the dream.
Zombies represent social stress, people and socializing were stressing me out at the time.
The old man was part of my own personality.
Santa Claus represents hope.
Guns can mean..ah....male stuff or it could mean that the dreamer is missing or hitting their mark.
So I was having trouble socializing, I was stressed out and missing the mark because I was trying to socialize with the wrong people or in the wrong way.