Dragon Slayer

Last night I dreamed that Pancho and I were on a little speed boat in the ocean with another couple (these were two of those, dont-really-know-em-but-they-exist-in-my-dream-anyway, non-descript type people). We were speeding along at night, and Pancho kept leaning over the back of the boat to look at the water. After I warned him several times that he could fall in, he fell in. I jumped in after him, grabbed on to him, and we swam to safety together.
The things that really resonated with me after I woke up were my thoughts just before jumping in - that swimming in the ocean at night is really fucking scary to me, something I would NEVER do otherwise - and the fact that I overcame my fear and made the decision to jump in after him in only seconds. It was like, "this is really going to suck, but I have to save him."
Is it possible to be proud of an accomplishment you only dream of? I mean, in reality, I did nothing but get a good nights sleep (which can be an accomplishment in itself); mentally, however, I defeated this giant. I jumped into the ocean at night! To save El Amor De Mi Vida, no less.
I woke up with an immense feeling of accomplishment, as though I had slain the dragon.

How does a girl go to her office job and follow an act like that? I think I will add "Chrissy Dawson, Transportation Project Assistant and Dragon Slayer" to my business card.