A Disturbing Dream

So I had a dream.  Not the MLK type.  I just wonder what Freud would have said about this one:

I was at my house in Sioux Falls collecting the remainder of my belongings.  Brian and his new girlfriend were allowing me to have whatever they did not want of my stuff - which is what happened in reality.  I was going through everything and found what was left was broken.  I was sifting tearfully through my broken and destroyed belongings and getting angry.  As I sorted, I kept seeing this large rack of cookie sheets full of pretty little cupcakes that Brian's girlfriend and her daughter were planning on eating.Brian's girlfriend would occasionally shout when I found something intact that I could not have it.  I looked around and saw salt and pepper shakers.  I waited until no one was watching me and sprinkled salt on the pretty little cupcakes.

Strange.