I had this dream last night. I ranks 1st in my list of craziest dreams.

I leave my parent's house in a Harley full of chrome and leather. Next thing I know, a giant death star implodes and turns into a black hole, sucking everything in. A weird robot that looks like a crossover between EVE and C3PO comes to warn me. In response to his warning, I stuff it, my house keys, and a papal cockroach (a friggin cockroach with a tiny pope hat?!?!) into a mail box. I close the mailbox and cheerfully do the robot dance back to the Harley, only to notice my dad, in his car, looking at me funny, like I'm some sort of freak. He stares at me with that awkward expression for a while, right up till I wake up.

I have analysed this dream in my head countless times now. I have no clue whatsoever as to what my subconscious is trying to tell me. If you think I should just be checked into a mental asylum, say "aye"