Dreams within dreams within dreams

Last night was the first night I ever remember things getting kind of inception-y, and even then... They weren't really. Well, someone was sending me packages across time. I kept opening my door to find confused delivery boys with very specifically adressed boxes for me. Like, time and place. It was weird. I also recall I was trying to sleep, and in my dreams I was having a conversation with my grandmother who died when I was like eleven, who honestly seemed a little bit confused about where we were and how old I was, and at one point I recall waking up in my dream and telling someone to shut up, I was trying to talk to my grandmother.

That was weird.