Strange Dreamer.....

I have to admit that historically I am an odd dreamer.  Strange, sometimes repeating dreams of places I've never been to.  Some include an amusement park, a mayonnaise jar, a dead fish, snakes, etc.

The damaging wind and weather that Oklahoma has had this year has apparently lit a fire under the strangeness of my dreams.  Some of them I can figure out---like waking up in the middle of the night thinking rain was coming through the ceiling after damage to our roof in last Friday's tornados. 

But then there's this one:
A friend of mine that I have known since preschool or kindergarten (let me add that I haven't seen in years) popped up in my dream the other night.  He was wearing a pink button down shirt tucked in khaki pants.  Let me interject here to say that this isn't the type of guy to wear a pink shirt.  (just sayin').  And he used to eat glue in kindergarten.  Beside the point.  Anyway, we were in school or class of some sort in the same building.  The building wasn't a school and we were in different rooms but said hello to each other in the hall.  The guy continued down the hall to a room with French doors.  Inside the room were people that had been sitting at a conference table.  They were gathering their belongings to leave.  The guy continued to enter the room and lay down a pallet on the floor and go to sleep.  I thought this was particularly unusual in this public place and considering the identity of the guy.  And that was the end of the dream.  Weird.  Strange.  Very uncharacteristic.