Sticks in my bed

I was having a late dream, I had already been awake enough to check email and read all my internet stuff. It started with babies and clients, but then I got home, I guess. I was dreaming that I was making my bed, and was brushing some stuff off of it, like leaf crumbs or something. The more I brushed the more there were as I walked around the bed. Then I pulled back the covers and there was a pile of sticks there. They looked suspiciously like pretzel sticks to my awake and aware mind, because I have been snacking on those for a few days. But in my dream mind, they were definitely sticks.

I thought it was strange, and I asked my grandma (who suddenly was there - but had been talking to me the whole time I was making my bed) and she said it was because I had been in the park with her and her friends and we were having fun there.

then I woke up, and there weren't any crumbs, sticks or pretzels in my bed. I thought to myself, hmmm that would make a good novel, but now that hours have passed, I realize, there is no story here. Just weird.