Most of my dreams lately have had similar themes, of being with friends or family and we are exploring a building in a city. It might be a shopping centre or an old house, but it’s usually a pleasant experience.
If I do have a nightmare it’s usually a wild animal on the prowl and I’m hiding from it.
Strangely, after I semi-retired some years ago, my dreams have seemed to be MORE stress-related. I undoubtedly have LESS stress in my waking life now. It’s almost like my dream life has developed to be more stress-inducing to compensate. They’re not terrible, fearful dreams…it’s more like the “I have a meeting in five minutes and I’m unprepared” dreams one might expect if one was actually employed and had a tight schedule. They are frequently lucid enough that I am telling myself, “Wait a minute! You don’t even have a job.”