I wish I could remember more of my dreams, man. I know I dream all the time because I wake up thinking, "I've got to remember that." But alas, broken shards of the previous night's delusion are all that remain.
Take last night, for example. I'm positive I dreamed up a whole night's worth of tantalizing visuals... Fantasia-esque in scale of sights & sounds... and all I remember is kissing some black chick with huge lips.
These are the things I remember.