A guy in a wheelchair (young guy, legs didn't work) was visiting us. He heard my parents talking shit, the usual kind of stuff. I halfway agreed with them. He went into our bathroom and found it lacking, so he grabbed a brush and soap and started cleaning it for us. Parents got mad, so did I. He stopped, turned to me and said, "When are you going to learn that you can think for yourself?"
Woke up, then went back to sleep. Had another dream I can't remember anything about now. Don't think it was as bad as that one.
