Dreams vs. Nightmares

I did­n’t sleep well last night, for no par­tic­u­lar rea­son. To quote the biggest megas­tar of our times.
“If you have ever wok­en up with your head at the foot of the bed, and the cov­ers in a big ball on the floor, you too know how stren­u­ous sleep can be.” ‑Miss Pig­gy.
Per­haps the cause of my poor sleep… per­haps a result of, I had a dream about shav­ing.
I was using an elec­tric razor, but not the elec­tric razor that I nor­mal­ly use. And no mat­ter how many times I went over my face I just could­n’t get rid of all the stub­ble. One or two hairs just would not be shaved.
In the dream this seemed annoy­ing but rather nor­mal.
Out­side the dream (but still asleep) this vexed me great­ly.
Awake it seems amuss­ing.