Had another dream with my Dad in it...This time I was at his house...and there was this epic battle taking place between me and this master of the arts. It was more like a test he had for me, than him trying to destroy me.
We were running after each other jumping from rooftop to rooftop battling it out.
In the middle of the fight, we came across this 20lbs bag of Skittles. We stopped fighting for a moment, and opened the bag. Inside was another bunch of smaller bags, each containing the individual colors of Skittles, separated from each other. I noticed that one of the bags had black Skittles, with yellow stars on them, so I opened that one first, and poured them out into the larger bag. I tried to mix up all the Skittles, but I missed a few of the smaller bags and it wasn't very mixed up when I was done.
As we realized what we were doing, me and the master looked up at each other, and I could tell the battle was about to continue. Just as he jumps towards me, I wake up in my bed.