My dreams in the middle of the night had some interesting imagery — at one point I was in a rich person's apartment, which had a button-operated display that folded out of the walls, and that display was covered with house plants — but

but

at one point in the dream, I decided to drive drunk. And I drove drunk. And I saw this in the dream and thought What? No. Don't do that. That's bad.

And, apparently deliberately, I woke up. Details of the dream still fresh, but starting to fade. It was about 2:00 a.m., and I'd gotten a couple of hours of sleep.

My dreams after I got back to sleep didn't involve anything illegal, thank goodness.