I was surprised the first time I had a dream about something messy. I felt an incredible amount of shame, because I dreamed about one of my classmates and her mom. I was in Kindergarten and my classmate's name was *******. Her mom was a business professional woman. In the dream I had, both she and her mom were completely muddy in their clothes in the middle of a playing field. They were very nonchalant about it all and were trying to coerce me to come and wallow in the mud with them. I woke up from that dream feeling really bad for dreaming about them in that way... them being muddy and apparently enjoying it. From then on, I decided I would make a more conscious effort not to have dreams like that. That didn't last very long, because the next thing you know, I started having dreams about my friend *****'s parents. I would picture one or both of his parents in the shower. The showerhead would put out a whole array of substances. It would always start with something like Kool Aid and then the substances would get thicker and thicker. Messy foods and things like peanut butter, then paint, batter, mud, peanut butter, molasses and finally black tar until the person was completely covered in such a thick mess, you can barely make out a human form. This was a routine fantasy that I would play out in my mind a lot right before bedtime. This was when I first realized how awesome my imagination was. If I am lucky, sometimes I have actual incidents where I get messy in my dreams. It's interesting because I used to wake up and feel ashamed that I had a dream like that, but now as an adult, I love it. It's like a freebie and then I don't even have to bother cleaning up, because it was all a dream! I will literally wake up rubbing myself and humping the air.