Dream, I don't need interpreted thanks.

I just remembered a dream I had last night. I was dressed in strangely young attire. I was asked to present an award at some music award show televised live. I had just received gifts for my role as presenter. I was nervous, and as I walked to the stage I took a peek at the envelope to see who the winner was. Loretta Lynn. I was even more nervous, I should not have peeked. Anyway, went up with another person who I don't remember, looked at the prompter and realized I couldn't see it, it was too far away for me to read. I fumbled my way through with mindless dialogue. I think at that point, I just opened the envelope and read the name. It was awful, embarrassing and all I could think was they would never ask me back again. After I left there, I went to a woman's photo lab. She had an almost Willy Wonka type developer system. A huge machine next to a couple of rows of photo paper. She would add some chemicals to the machine and turn it on. Then a flow of liquid would evenly distribute itself over each paper. I watched in awe as each photo magically appeared on each paper. The colors on the paper were high quality, I was so amazed. I started to ask her question after question. I stayed there for awhile and began to help her. I was a photo oompa loompa. That's all I remember.