I remember three dreams.

I was doing art works with other people including Miley Cyrus. We were using theses straws of different colors that bends. We were doing cigarettes and I decided to do one that looked like one for real, it took time but it ended up realistic.

It was the end of the world. I do not remember anything else besides that sometimes I was hiding and sometimes not. And some of the times that I was not hiding I was fighting either what had killed most humans or/and the humans that had survived but were now bad.

I decided to finally sleep in my bedroom but I installed an air bed on the bed then I slept on the floor then on the bed with a sleeping bag (could be another order - that dream too i do not remember much).