i had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove

my life always winds up in my dreams somehow. last night's mental adventure involved going to dinner at the outback (where my parents refused to pay, and i somehow spent about $60 that i didn't have), being chased by a murderer with a gun, finding a young female who had been "carpetbagged" (which is a term i think i may have taken from its historical context to represent rape) by a bunch of my male students - who i love and adore and was very pissed off at in the dream, convincing the gorilla that was guarding her to move into the laundry room, taking said young female to the hospital against the orders of the people in charge and community advice... did i mention that the house where i found her was the house that i grew up in? weird, weird, weird... any analysis is welcome.