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I'd wonder if there is someone who doesn't have naughty dreams - at least among those who can remember some of their dreams the next day. I'd guess this is more a sign of a psychological problem than having some. 
In some of my dreams I can fly - not too high, usually about the height of tree tops. On landing, I cannot do steep descends, which sometimes gets me into trouble with branches or telegraph wires. (I didn't crash yet, as you see I'm posting).
My weirdest dream probably was one night early in my studies of physics where I had to multiply the sauce Bolognese by omega^2, to get the wave equation right for the spaghetti. This problem turned out to be so hard that I woke up, realized that this was utter nonsense, and fell asleep again. The problem was still unsolved and so I started thinking again. Repeat five times.
In York (UK) where I spent one term, I dreamt about being in the room (three rooms away from mine) with a student (I never better got known to) who was living there. He was showing me his audio equipment in his room and some tapes with some incredibly loud music I listened with great interest (in my normal life I try to get away from this sort of music as fast and as far as I can). A few moments, I woke up, It was dark, I was lying in my own bed. But the incredibly loud music was real.
During my social service I was working in an old age home. One night I dreamt about a woman who was paralyzed, probably due to parkinson in its final stadium. I dreamt that she was walking free, and normally talking. The next day I learned she died this night.
I dreamt of an other old woman (who was bound to a wheel chair), that she wasn't only walking and talking but had some sort of control over all persons in her neighbourhood (like the evil witch, only that she wasn't particularly evil in this dream). I think I have a clue about why I dreamt this: Most old people mentally lose control over their environment, they eventually forget that their cup is empty or that they still have something in their mouth to chew and swallow. This old lady didn't realize anything which was more than an arm reach away from her (she was nearly blind), but she still dominated this area. She kept her empty cup in her hand without constantly trying if there is something left, but when somebody passed close enough for her to realise, she gave him/her her cup.
In some of my dreams I can fly - not too high, usually about the height of tree tops. On landing, I cannot do steep descends, which sometimes gets me into trouble with branches or telegraph wires. (I didn't crash yet, as you see I'm posting).
My weirdest dream probably was one night early in my studies of physics where I had to multiply the sauce Bolognese by omega^2, to get the wave equation right for the spaghetti. This problem turned out to be so hard that I woke up, realized that this was utter nonsense, and fell asleep again. The problem was still unsolved and so I started thinking again. Repeat five times.
In York (UK) where I spent one term, I dreamt about being in the room (three rooms away from mine) with a student (I never better got known to) who was living there. He was showing me his audio equipment in his room and some tapes with some incredibly loud music I listened with great interest (in my normal life I try to get away from this sort of music as fast and as far as I can). A few moments, I woke up, It was dark, I was lying in my own bed. But the incredibly loud music was real.
During my social service I was working in an old age home. One night I dreamt about a woman who was paralyzed, probably due to parkinson in its final stadium. I dreamt that she was walking free, and normally talking. The next day I learned she died this night.
I dreamt of an other old woman (who was bound to a wheel chair), that she wasn't only walking and talking but had some sort of control over all persons in her neighbourhood (like the evil witch, only that she wasn't particularly evil in this dream). I think I have a clue about why I dreamt this: Most old people mentally lose control over their environment, they eventually forget that their cup is empty or that they still have something in their mouth to chew and swallow. This old lady didn't realize anything which was more than an arm reach away from her (she was nearly blind), but she still dominated this area. She kept her empty cup in her hand without constantly trying if there is something left, but when somebody passed close enough for her to realise, she gave him/her her cup.
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