You hear people talking about the weird and out there dreams they have, where they're like a humanoid watermelon flying though space to save the universe from an invasion of butter demons, then there's my dreams, with me, being me, but dumber, weaker and mute.

That's a weird way to look at dreams. To me, they're extra entertainment with stuff that I literally cannot and will not ever experience outside of them, like another day where I dreamed I was in a rock band's show inside a garage/arcade, but both the band and the music I was "listening" to were wholly made up in my mind