I dreamed I was in this little cabin on a lake in the piney woods near some mountains. I was learning to play bass guitar. Robb Allen stopped by to offer me some pointers, and we jammed together for a bit, playing Rush tunes because apparently that's what wookie suiters do if you put guitars in their hands, then he left.
After he left, I was noodling around on the bass when suddenly the door burst in and a SWAT team came piling into the room. I was surprisingly nonchalant, and just sat there on the couch playing guitar as they ran around, looking in closets and under the bed, apparently not finding what they were looking for, and all filed out the front door again.
I went up and sat on the roof and played some more while watching eagles circle over the lake in the sunset. With the exception of the lost SWAT dudes, it was a pretty tranquil dream, and even they weren't that much of a hassle, since they more or less ignored me.
Now I kinda want to learn to play guitar while I'm awake.