Well, the only way I remember wet dreams is when I wake up..."wet" ;o
But I only had about 5 of those, way back in middle school, maybe freshman year.
I remember some traumatic ones, like when I dreamed my mom got cosmetic surgery that mutated into a monster, or my father murdering my mother, or myself killing both, or me driving (age 5-7, reoccurring) and crashing and killing me and my parents in the wreck. A few "adventure" ones around buildings that i've either frequented, like the music hall at the university (used to go there all the time for piano cuz we didn't have one), or a couple of times, buildings from a video game (I think. They were foreign)
I don't remember having a dream this month though.....which is troubling. I usually at least remember that I was dreaming. Maybe my thoughts have become so scrambled that nothing is formed. Or on the bright side, I am so mentally clear that there is nothing when I sleep (highly unlikely, given everything that's been happening to me).
I wish I could save dreams all the time though. Hell, if we could, no kids would do drugs. They'd just immerse themselves in another dream.
Oh, and one REALLY unnerving dream that was unusually clear about a childhood classmate. She seemed really sad and said inspirational words. Haha, might be the type of dream that makes people wanna start a religion XD I mean, I could take the childhood classmate as the embodiment of a goddess of innocence and then put meaning on everything else. I don't remember it jumping around like other dreams tend to do either. Always the same room, a library I think.