Breaking a sweat over a dream?

I wish dreams came from a more intelligent source than my brain. Something that knew how to deal with difficult situations. Something that showed merrier things when life is showing you a hard time. But that's the demise of the real world. And the demise of evolution having gotten only so far. And so I woke up in the middle of the night breaking a sweat over a nightmare. I guess it's true that we need artificial sources of entertainment. Coz if it were left upto us, we'd all be miserable little goons.