Hazy dreams

I've been remembering dreams, but I usually get so suddenly distracted when I wake up that I lose them almost entirely. The other day it was going to a buffet and getting things that were supposed to be broccoli potato dumpling things but they turned into chicken wings when i was biting into them, which was upsetting, but in a "why did they do this to me?" way rather than a "zomg flesh" way. One of them turned out to be a live starfish. The one from last night involved dead bodies laying around me (I was not my normal self, but instead this strange dream person who seems to be genderless but seems to be male somehow. They were of no one I knew, and there was no recognition in me that they used to be people. Instead there was curiosity about them but in the strange sense that they could be my dolls, and I could make stories about them.