I had a strange dream last night, aren't all of my dreams strange in some way?

Well anyway. This dream I was going to see if I could be rehired at a place I used to work at, and after a full day of being "slave" they flat out said no. Made me angry/sad and on top of that, my mom made me walk home in a torrential downpour. I instead went to a store that doesn't even exist in this town and ended up painting some Warhammer-like figurines with a bunch of other people. Towards the end, some competition was announced and I was encouraged to enter it since I was semi-decent at painting those things. And I woke up shortly after that and it made me happy. No idea what it means, kinda don't care, but all that matters is that a dream made me feel happy for once instead of paranoid.