I highly recommend keeping a little notepad and a glowy pen by your bed. The type of pen you click and it lights up. They're usually $3 or so and very worth it. It means the moment you wake up you can write the dream down without getting out of bed. That's how I record my dreams and it means I don't lose then.
This morning I had a dream where I "woke up" in a strange tropical-like location. I had no idea how I'd gotten there. A woman came over and started talking to me like she knew me, and I had to tell her that I must have had amnesia or something, because I had no idea how I had gotten there or who she was.
I had the idea that I was on a reality show - that they had grabbed me at night and plunked me in this tropical location with hidden cameras everywhere. They were going to tell me I had 8 weeks left to live, and see what happened. Follow me around. I had a sense that Bob (my boyfriend) had agreed to this because they'd pay me a lot of money when the 8 weeks were over. Their expectation was that I'd party and be wild for the 8 weeks.
The idea upset me a lot. If I had 8 weeks left to live, I would want to spend it doing meaningful things, not getting drunk on a beach.
And then I woke up.
I was so upset by this whole premise that I lay in bed coming up with a solution. Clearly the reality show had money to spend on me as part of this project. So if I had 8 weeks, I'd go to 8 impoverished areas of the world and do a blitz effort to make them better. First I'd go to Mexico and bring attention to the conflicts there. Then central Africa. And so on. I'd use this reality show to make a dent. In each case I'd rouse the viewers to care about the issues. Surely with all the millions of Mexican-ancestry people in the US, we could get them to care about the plight of Mexico. And so on. And then by the end of the 8 weeks I'd have done something good.
I finally felt better about it and could get up out of bed.