I still have drinking dreams. Sometimes I wake up and they feel real, but I soon realize it didn't happen. I think it's normal--although sometimes it does feel like a nightmare.
My brain comes up with all kinds of goofy sh!t. It recycles all kinds of garbage. I wish I was one of those people who can realize they are dreaming and then control their dreams. Oh, well.
Edited to add:
I think it's interesting what Matt wrote. I still want to drink, but I realize that the costs far outweigh any benefits. I suppose if I could drink without any of the negative consequences I would, but that is simply not possible. I had fun, but wow was I f-ed up. Too many problems and too much baggage with booze--and after a while I got scared. I knew I was heading quickly towards an unpleasant end.
I imagine that as more sober time comes the better I'll feel. It takes a long time to get the brain on to a different track.
I consider my drinking dreams to be like any other nonsense dreams I have--garbage.