I've had dreams before where I'm falling, but I don't wake up; I just sort of hit the ground. I get up, brush myself off, and I can't remember the rest... I remember I woke up sore, though...
another one I was falling, falling, and for some reason I stop just before I hit the ground, then I'm just sort of flying around...
another one(about 10 years ago), for some reason, I was looking off of my bed, down at the ground... all I saw were these ghostly jellyfish, not quite flourescent, sort of a washed-out glow...
another one(not sure why) I'm on a killing spree, killing all those who have crossed me, but, for some reason, they keep coming back, unharmed...
well, end of this rant for me....
