Never. All my dreams are very dark to where I have trouble making out people. No one on the planet has more screwed up dreams than me. Nothing makes any sense, no meaningful afterthoughts. Last year I finally threw in the towel and went on Ambien so that I could first go to sleep before 3am, instead of reviewing every mistake of my life, and then be knocked out to eliminate dreams. Now the few things I remember are still just as dumb/demented as before. I hate sleeping, what a piss-poor flaw in the evolution of the human body, a complete waste of time.