Yeah Okay Subconscious

I woke up at quarter to three and didn't fall back to sleep until sometime after five and when I finally did I dreamt that I was at a second funeral for my mom. I spent most of the dream sitting alone at a bar-height table in the back of the venue crying pretty loudly while people I know looked at me but said nothing. Also, the buttons kept falling off of my shirt. So like, what the fuck does that mean?