Lucid Time!

Recently, I've found that it's not the content of the dream that makes it interesting, It's the clarity. Generally more vivid dreams are more logical and interesting. Blurry and choppy ones are less interesting.

I had survived some sort of apocalypse, and was the last human alive. The only other living thing that I remember seeing was this hamster or something that I was holding in my hand.
I was in the yard of a house. The windows were broken and the house looked decayed. The yard was overgrown with grass and weeds.
I knew that I was the last person on earth, and I realized that I should find things to help me survive. I decided to start collecting everything that I could find.
I noticed that there was garbage everywhere, and for some reason, I thought that collecting metal would be a good idea because I could melt it down and make tools.
I began filling a garbage can with aluminum cans and pieces of scrap metal. Then some other survivor humans showed up. I can't remember their intentions or actions.

I then found a water tower, and rigged some device that allowed me to pump running water into the tower.

I can remember eventually I started flying over the landscape. I can remember there were a few scattered mountains, but most of the landscape was either suburbs or forests.
Eventually I found a mountain carved into the shape of the hamster. At around this point, I woke up.