I'll always be dreaming my dreams... with me
Like lots of people I have one of those brains that open up the files when I am asleep. It does a bit of reorganisation. Most mornings I have only the vaguest of ideas of what I dreamt about. Some nights I fall asleep with the radio or TV on and that leads to great confusion as I drift from reality to dreams triggered by content or a presenter's voice.
There are plenty of sites on the internet and no shortage of books that offer to interpret your dreams. I take most of them with a pinch of salt, but, like reading your horoscope, they are a bit of fun. I do think there are some broad patterns in my nightlife. If I am under pressure, or anxious, I have dreams, bordering on nightmares, where all my worries translate into situations where I am powerless. Apparently it is common to dream of being naked in public when nervous about beginning a new job, or project, or relationship. I have had that dream repeatedly, though only the bottom half of my body is naked and nobody else seems to notice. Perhaps I am thinking I will get away with my inadequacies. Again, I do not take the notion of images and symbols having precise meanings very seriously.
There is one dream that I have had repeatedly for at least the last decade that I do find unsettling. It is a version of one of those dreams where you need to run but your feet are too heavy and everything is in slow motion and you never get anywhere. Apparently this can mean that you have a guilty conscience and I can assure you that I usually do. There are things I have said when I was about six that still haunt me but I will dream my way out of them in time!