Normally I don't recall much about my dreams within moments after I wake up. Recently, though, I've dreamed two scenarios.
One is about a young man who has a heart attack and realizes he's left his body and is looking down at it. His astral form, he notices, is dressed in a white suit like the ones in old SF movies, and it crackles and rustles when he moves. His mother, a famous stage actress, comes in, sees his dead form, and begins to cry. Then his father, also an actor, who died years ago, is there with him, wearing the same kind of rustling crackling white outfit. I woke up about there.
The second focused on an older man who has just rented a house. Something about the place is oddly familiar to him. He visits a buddy of his. During the evening a couple of the guys are watching a porn movie, and looking at it, he realizes that the house he is now renting was used to film the porn video!
I scrambled to make notes on both as soon as I woke up.
About a year or so ago, too, I dreamed a scenario in which I met and reminisced with Former Wife No. 2. The whole thing scared me silly, in the dream, and the effect carried over after I woke up. (Since she scares me in real life, perhaps this was not much of a dream.)
