The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy

I was at school and we were doing a career orientation kind of thing. We were separated into boxlike structures and the supervisor asked me what my current interests were. My thought process went as follows:

-Well I like music but that's not very lucrative and I'd rather not hear him complain about that
-Oh wait! I just remembered that I have a lot of cotton laying around my house!

I remember seeing a red projection of a lower level of a house with white cotton balls scattered around. I mentioned that I had cotton lyring around my house and he said that a desirable career option could be picking cotton. In my head I thought to myself "Well I should be fine since it's not like the 1800s anymore"

The next part of the dream started when I walked downstairs and noticed a container of psilocybin mushrooms that haven't been picked yet. I went downstairs and immediately attempted to dose by cutting a mushroom in half. The scale told me I had 10 grams in my hand which when dried is equivalent to 1 gram which is a decently moderate experience. I ate that half with the intention of giving the bigger half to a friend and nothing happened. One thing I remember is that before I put it on the scale the mushroom changed to a regular edible mushroom that you can buy at a store. I remember the distinct taste of that kind of mushroom instead of the supposedly terrible taste of an actualy psilocybe cubensis mushroom.