When I was younger, I used to have dreams where something/someone evil was chasing after me, and I'd flap my wings and fly over it/him/them and fly away. I wish I had that kind of dream now.
In hindsight, I guess it was my subconscious trying to tell me that I was stronger than any trouble that came my way, I just had to keep working on overcoming it.
Now, I don't really dream that often, at least not dreams I remember - but when I do, it always seems like it's my mind trying to work out things.
The most memorable one was shortly after finishing "Why Does He Do That?" over Christmas a really graphic dream about the sex trade, of all things. Think of the movie "Taken," but from the perspective of the guy's daughter instead, nobody coming to save her, and XABF running the show.
I spent a lot of time sitting around in my PJ's after that one.