Each dream has a unique meaning it is a tale with a theme, and as it is born within your own psyche, it yields less to determined logical analysis than to playful associations and free exploration of your feelings. In a dream, much of note occurs, but little seems to truly matter. Ah, what indeed. We are fortunate to have a world so orderly, so intensely stable, that we cannot possibly imagine a reality that exists any other way. Reality is made of objects and hard evidence and facts, and this is the backbone of existence.
Dreams are an aside.
And, thinking this, we fall asleep, and our ideas drop into the well of oblivion as our mind romps through non-realities never traveled before, places fresh feet or hooves or tentacles have never trodden, in worlds just created. The world is a poorer place having embraced a paradigm of scientific objectivity with regard to all spheres of truth. Any tool has its use, but no tool can be applied indiscriminately. No less is required of us as human beings. I believe it is an aspect of existence.