One other part of the resolution of the delusional dreams was that I wanted to continue to do art so I could continue playing with reality and bending it in different shapes. That was like my secret power my understanding that things are not what they seem, nice. I like that, it gives me some direction in my practice, probably what it has always been about for me anyway just never verbalised it. In the dream I went back to uni but with the understanding that I was doing it in reality and I was doing masters rather than having to do the course from scratch continuously forever. Looks like progress.