I had several short dreams last night.
In the first one I was walking down the street and met a young man who told me his name was Collier. We walked together for awhile and he seemed pleasant enought but then he grabbed me by the arm and told me he was kidnapping me. He forced me to get on a train, although I didn't really fight him too hard for some reason. The strange thing about this dream was that I was President Obama through the dream.
The next dream featured me as myself. My parents told me we were all going to Asia. I can't remember what country it was. It may have been China or Japan. We went to the airport and I got on the plane.
The last dream I remember was about me working for a Chiropractors office. I mostly messed with the phones and tried to learn some of the names of bones.