can we all just agree that dreams can offer a useful sense of perspective to waking life?

because last night i dreamed that i had to cut out thousands of fish-shaped pieces of buttered raisin toast. the fish-shaped pieces of buttered raisin toast, as well as some other foods (which i can't remember now, because they weren't as interesting) were refreshments for a huge wedding shower, but the shower started only a few minutes after we began preparing all the food. and there were at least twenty people there as guests and as members of the wedding party. they were all wearing identical giant purple dresses.

and folks were getting really upset that it was taking so long to get all the food ready. then i realized that the cookie cutter i was using for the fish-shaped pieces of buttered raisin toast was kind of bent, so the fish were sort of misshapen. then i had to go back and trim one side of each of them.

and then i woke up. i had a lot of things to do today, but gosh it was a breeze compared to what i had to do all night while i was sleeping.