I dreamed that I was at the center of a large city, and I could see it growing, sending out roads and tracks and wires and pipes like a spider spinning a web. Then I dreamed that I woke up, and that while I slept, my room had been filled with spider webs. Spiders were everywhere, spinning and weaving, dropping and climbing. I stood up and looked in the corner, and the computer was on, surrounded by a tunnel of translucent web. I could hear the fans and hard drive humming, and on the screen was the dream I had been dreaming. I thought if I can get to the computer, I can control the dream I just had. Then there were spiders dropping from the ceiling and crawling on my face, and I actually did wake up, and the cat was about two inches from my face, purring, and her whiskers were brushing my skin.
I guess it's a good thing that I don't often remember my dreams.