Crazy weird dream...

It started with me pulling out of the gas station up the street lighting up a cigarette and taking a drag. It felt very real, and I remember thinking, "What the fuck are you doing?" because I quit smoking in November 2007. I think then I realized it was a dream, but that feeling passed and the dream changed locations. It's very jumpy from here on. I remember being somewhere quite foreign, where the buildings were falling apart, abandoned. It was desert-like. I was with two or three other people and we were walking down the sand covered street. Some buildings were still standing and were occupied by many people partying, and myself and the people I was with were making our way through the crowd, but the place just kept continuing on. The walls were covered with textual graffiti, presumably the writings of the partyers. I was smoking a cigarette throughout this. Somehow I ended up with a very large bag of cocaine, and all of a sudden I was in my old apartment, where I lived before this, in my room and at my desk. I took a large scoop of coke out with my index finger, held it up to my nose, inhaled it and put the rest in my mouth. I then tied the bag up and remember thinking that it really was a lot of cocaine. I put it in the drawer and it's fuzzy but I believe I went to bed and seconds later I woke up (still in the dream), and it seemed like a whole night had passed. I checked the drawer and the cocaine was gone, and I was quite puzzled. That's when I actually woke up. Weird huh?