Damn bizarre dreams

Had a bad dream last night. I dreamt that I was driving to my grandparents' house, and on the way there I got lost. (In real life though, I've been from my place to my grandparents' place a bazillion times, so of all routes to forget, it would never be that one.) Then all of a sudden, my driving ability got so much worse and I tried to park, and thought I did successfully.. until I saw I hadn't parked near the kerb at all, and the car was taking up half of the driving lane. I freaked out but left it anyway, went into some sort of club like an RSL and asked some guy with a wire for directions. I have no idea why I asked him how to get to Westpoint instead. He gave me directions, I said thanks, and walked over to the Filipino store. Some of my family were in there and I asked my dad (who I haven't been talking to for the past week) to move the car for me. I thankfully go from being a driver to a passenger. Dream ends there. Weeeiiirrddd.

Last week, I had a dream that I was in some bizarre The Amazing Race-style show and I didn't know what the hell I was doing there, had no phone and no shoes. And there were a lot of puddles. And the night before last night, I dreamt that Rafael Nadal made an appearance at a supermarket. LOL. What's wrong with me?