I used to have a recurring dream for a good few years when I was 20-27...
It always seemed to be the same house, which I entered through a fireplace, the "carpet" was grass for some reason. This was located in a semi recognisable version of my home town, with the addition of a muddy crossroads which led to the house. not very exciting but, this is what me psyche threw up most nights.
I also had this one where I was on the fringes of a party, but couldn't reach my friends, then my teeth started falling out (an unsettling aspect, could actually feel them coming out...
I blame all this on my fondness for cheese