Dream About Carnival And Self Discovery

Last night I had a dream starting off in Valentine’s bed, I woke up after getting to my god mother’s house late, and they were having breakfast. I was running errands with them when I realized that it was a dream, and I told Daniel who seemed to already know. After that, I ended up at this like carnival/renaissance fair. And it was flashing between the carnival and going to a college? I don’t remember taking any classes at the college. I just remember trying to get there on time and like leaving with friends. I remember having control to takeoff the two jackets that I was wearing because I didn’t like them. But then I go back to the carnival and I’m by myself. i’m kind of just walking around still looking for something, but very much more aware than normal. I go into lots of different shops searching around. I remember talking to a lady in a shop and then leaving, and then I went into a like place that was several different things. They have a like stand selling different desserts, like ice cream and cakes and stuff and then to the right, there was a nail salon lady sitting there with different nail color options on acrylic nails, and you would tell her your order of what you wanted, I told her I wanted to have one of the dessert cake things, and then I told her I wanted 2 fuck and so she called out my orders and then I went into the back and slept with some dude who I’m assuming was either a clone or a synthetic person. After that I left and there was this solid wooden stand outside with a guy with a red skin and yellow or hazel eyes decently attractive, had a bit of beard scruff had long hair that I’m pretty sure was partially in braids, but he was dressed like a pirate. He has on a tide scarf around his head and a button up shirt that had a few buttons undone. His shirt was like a dark mute green, but I told him that I thought he was hot and he flirted back with me a bit, and then he asked me if I went and used a guy for sex, I told him yes and then he smiling at me; he had dimples and we were talking and I asked him are you the one that’s been bothering me, and he smiles back at me and he says no I’m here, the person bothering you is in society and then two dudes show up next to him and I feel like my body is like getting tingly and distant, like he knows exactly what I was trying to ask him, and the contents as of how I meant it, and then I struggled to wake up partially woke up, and then fully woke up for a second and fell back asleep into the dream and was walking out of the bar that I feel like I started off when I got to the carnaval. So I looked at my hands and counted 6 fingers on the right and 7 on the left. Low-key feel like I might’ve been in the liminal. I felt kind of far this time when I was trying to get back. I am enjoying that I’m in control but at the same time it’s mildly scary.