While napping today, I dreamt that I was kidnapped and some people were trying to steal a ring from me while we were all in the same car. Somehow I got free and got into my parents' car. My dad was trying to convince me to do something, but it didn't seem like the type of thing I would do anymore. Maybe 7 years ago, but not now. There was something else to this conversation, but I cannot remember it.
Eventually I was out of the car at an intersection and fighting some sort of big bad guy.

At some point I dreamt that I woke up and wrote my dream down in a half-sleep. Then I dreamt that I woke up again later and read it, and it made no sense in it's grammar. Let's hope that's not ACTUALLY the case.