Hey, it's dream time!

I dreamt that my mom and I went out for some kind of Middle Eastern food. We ended up at a place that wrapped meat and vegetables in pitas, but apparently she was trying to get something more like an Indian dish of meat and veggies in sauce. She kept asking the girl behind the counter for things they couldn't make, and both of them got very confused. My brother and a bunch of his friends came in and were being rowdy, so we left and wandered through the streets of New York, where odd things were happening. There was a ballet company practicing in a park - their ballet was going to be outdoors in the dark with spotlights. There was also an ostrich which took off and flapped about a bit. It was clear that it wasn't a good flyer, but it could fly, and I was surprised, since I had thought ostriches couldn't fly.

This somehow segued into a different dream, where I was a soldier in the Confederate Army. But we'd discovered that our officers were either incompetent or possibly aliens. Something strange that they didn't want us to discover. They'd locked a bunch of us up as "traitors", but we talked to the rest of the detachment through the barred window, and they agreed to mutiny with us. They'd blasted their way through the wall with a cannon and we were climbing out when I woke up.