Again, more coherent.
Background is Machine Gun, by Slowdive
House party in a new house. I'm a teenager, my youngest son is my brother. Hanging out in the living room, there are girls there, including one I can specifically identify as a girl I went to high school with, though I didn't hang out with her at all. Only her hair color is different.
There's a conversation going on around me, mostly between two girls, but I'm not really following it. Eventually, I start to wonder if it's sexual or about me, but can't puzzle it out.
Upstairs, I count doors in the hall, trying to figure out how many bedrooms there are. The answer is 3 or 4, because the 2 doors at the far end of the hall, over the living room, are shut. My parents are behind one, arguing or something, so I'm not exploring further.
I seem to have an ensuite bathroom, which my little brother won't stay out of. I wind up threatening him with violence to stay out, not because I actually intend to follow through, but because I'm annoyed. I go looking for a shirt, but there are more shirts in my bathroom than my living room.
Ok, so not fully weird, but again with the strong coherence and feeling of immersion. The feeling of dreaming like this is very alien to me, and makes me hope that my treatment is really helping.