Last night I dreamed that I was back in high school again, but I ended up in class with no clothes and only my bedsheet to cover myself up, so to avoid feeling awkward I kept my headphones on and listened to music, but the teacher called on me and I didn't hear the question, so he was angry and disappointed in me, except the teacher was Robert Downey Jr. and so it was a really big deal that he didn't like me, and then I think people started getting murdered?
This is like all of the stereotypical nightmares rolled up into one. Only things missing are falling from great heights and needing to run but being unable to.
...I'm sorry, Robert Downey Jr.! Forgive meeeeee