My napping house--where everyone is terrified and exhausted

Man, I don't know how to express how difficult sleeping is for me.  Even when I do get to sleep (like I did just now for a short nap), I have such vivid dreams that I have no idea where reality is.   It is only a slight overstatement to say that every time I fall asleep I feel like I am about to be incepted by Leo DiCaprio.  I have dreams within dreams and no idea which level is reality.

For example, I dreamed that I was taking a nap in the basement of our old midvale house, but was woken up because I found rings and babies.  Then Hester comes into the room I am sleeping in to speak with an airline agent who is in my room making travel plans.  Then I keep saying, like this kid, "Is this reality now?"

But next, we are upstairs in a living room next to a fire and we are singing Christmas carols.  Except instead of Christmas carols we sing several versas of Eternal Flame.  Where did that come from?  Then I keep shifting like I am dreaming about singing bangles when I am actually down in the basement, but both of those scenarios are untrue.

Anyway, I am already losing all the detail of the dream.  But this stuff is exhausting.  And the Bangles?  Really?  Who is in my head designing an incepted universe where the Bangles are sung religiously at christmas?  I am scared to sleep.