Dreams: Aren't they strange

Recently I have been getting up at 6:30 or 7:00 only to return to my bed after an hour of alertness. This situation seems to instigate the creativeness of my imagination. My dream this morning included going home. Probably because lately I have been really wishing to do this. Anyways, while there we were playing hockey. Why I do not know, I don't even like the sport. However, instead of playing with pucks we were using balls of yarn and my underwear. (This upset me because they were at home and not a college where I could actually use them; strange I know) The nets were also blown up instead of metal. One of the goalies was sitting on top of the net so that there was no where to shot the puck (or whatever it was) into because his weight obviously caused the net to be on the floor. This distressed me very much and I got very upset and told him it wasn't fair. Then, probably because when I talked to my mom this weekend I realized people hadn't been staying out of my room, I decided to check on the state of my room. In this process I got distracted and started looking through my picture albums. This is about the extent of what I can remember from my dreams. I really like these kind of dreams so I'm going to try to do the same thing a few more times. The reason I can remember them so well is probably because I am so close to consciousness and this only happens when I tell myself I can't go into a deep sleep because I need to get up for something soon. Well, if it works I might tell you some more about my dreams. I think it is so neat to see how your brain connects things when you are unconscious!