This is from the 17th or so, but finally feel like sorting it out and writing about it now:

I was in a play, in a crowded theater. I was the main character, who was an acrobat. I was jumping around from small pole to pole, upside-down and one-handed. I remembered thinking it was really hard to keep my balance, and that they should have cast someone who could actually do the tricks required.

Someone in the audience called out, "I can't see you," and I replied, "Get a better seat next time."

I had to appear to die in the play, so they dropped a huge amount of heavy weights on me.

People thought the play was over with my "death" so they began streaming out of the theater. For some reason, I had to sneak off stage, and cross to somewhere else in the front of the theater, so I was hiding from the crowds. I saw my mom, and she didn't recognize me.

Heading to the front of the theater, I sat in the audience, which was mostly empty, and waited for my cue.

The scene had changed to a circuit bicycle race, where several teams were racing relay-style. I was supposed to reappear at the last relay, make my surprise return from the dead, and win the race to end it with a happy ending.

For some reason, I didn't want to finish it, and wanted to sit in the audience. The time came for me to head back on stage, and I didn't want to do it, so they stalled. And stalled, and stalled.

I finally changed my mind, just as they were sending the bicycle on stage without me. I ran and jumped on the end of the bike, and it was going so fast, I had to hang on, with my feet dangling off the bike. It rocketed around the track, before I knew if I won the race, my alarm went off, waking me up for the morning.