My dreams are never fast paced or actiony, just calm, slow, and pretty. They are given the opportunity to be more action packed often though, I just reject it.

Tonight gave me a good example. I'm in this huge house, the owner is a real big guy who was in the military, his daughter says he was about to check if I did something and then kill me, I told her I didn't do that thing he was checking for so it didn't matter. So I'm walking back to my car with her, she's treating it like a getaway while I'm strolling. We get to the car and she shouts, "oh no he got the sniper out!" I look over, he has a sniper, whatever, I don't care. Get in the car, drive away, dream ends.

My dreams kind of adapt to this attitude though. If I had saw him with the sniper and panicked I'm sure it would have begun a shootout, but when I thought about how much I didn't care, he just walked away.