My strange dreams, chapter one I guess...

Every single night since I've been sober when I finally am able to shut my brain off and fall asleep, I've been having these weird dreams. They always involve my fiance and our son, so I guess it's my brains way of helping me see/be with them in some way since I currently can't in real life 😞 (long story)... Sometimes I don't remember much of the details once I wake up, other times I remember mostly the whole dream. It usually involves me and my fiance being in some random place like a movie theater, or somewhere dark like it's night time. Other times when it's us and our son I guess it's day time. The night before last I had a dream where we were dropping our son off at daycare/school or picking him up, not sure (the school in the dream and the people there I've never seen before in my life, actually all of the places and people in these dreams don't look familiar other than the 3 of us)... So anyways, we're walking down the hall and there is this weird room on the side that looks like some sort of TV set kinda like a game show or kids show (very colorful with a couch and a group of clowns). This one female clown with a curly pink wig comes out and invites us to see "the show". So we're like "sure, why not?"... They give us this paperwork to fill out and it's so complicated that at the end of the dream we or I just completely gave up and said forget the show, let's go! I mean they were asking what blood type we had, all kinds of weird irrelevant questions. I don't even remember all the details. All I know is that it was very realistic. Same with last night's dream, very realistic and weird. All I remember is my fiance and I were at some festival, I think the Gathering Of The Juggalos actually (I'm noticing a clown theme 🤣 maybe it's the music I listen to). This festival happened to be right outside of our apartment complex, which had a strange shaped kitchen (like an ogtagon, hexagon, one of the gon's lol.. actually I think it was Pentagon shaped to be exact). We lived in separate apartments but same complex (not supposed to be near each other legally), which is weird because we still kept meeting up to go outside to this festival or gathering. It was night time. Of course people there were drinking, smoking, doing God knows what kinds of drugs. But all I wanted was KAVA! Someone finally points me to this older chunky lady with grey hair running a little convenience store type thing and I tell her my situation, I'm trying to stay away from alcohol and stay sober and the only thing that helps me is kava. She pulls out all these bottles and packets of gummies or capsules that are mostly kratom, but I picked one that was kava even tho I wanted it in seltzer or shot form. I was walking around and couldn't find my fiance, I guess she had gone to bed, there was some weird guy in the laundry room at the apartments so I ended up going to bed too and decided to do laundry the next day. Our son must've been with a sitter or my mom or something. I ended up waking up, and that's that. Wonder what tonight will bring. I should've been documenting all of my dreams from the start, but I've just been so depressed once I wake up and they're not with me that I just don't feel like doing anything. Don't know if anyone will even read this, but I thought I'd share anyway as maybe some sort of therapy.