DUMBEST DREAM EVER.

At one point last night I dreamt I looked in a mirror and my entire body was somehow all over freckles, to the point that it was almost as if I was melanin-colored all over. But when you looked closely it was splotchy and dalmationlike, and I was VERY ANNOYED with myself for managing to get so UV-exposed.
I can't believe my mind thinks it's worthwhile to have dreams like this. What happened to all the awesome phantasmagorical sci-fi stuff I used to dream? WHERE ARE THE TRIPOD-DREAM-SELVES OF YESTERYEAR?