Little Sparrow ... flew away.

I had a dream this morning.
I was in a dark office (which one shall remain nameless) and came across a little sparrow trapped in the corridor. I gently cupped it in my hands and walked to the balcony door. Girls all around screamed and ran away, only one helping me open the heavy glass door. I placed the sparrow on a branch and watched as it flew off with 2 other sparrows. My sense of release and joy soared with the sparrow.
Now there is an obvious meaning to many parts of this.
It also caused me to wonder if there was a deeper meaning.
If there really are meanings to our dreams.
Or if we are sensibly resolving issues in our subconscious, so we won't have to deal with them in the cold light of day.
Any thoughts?