Great responses. I've not had a dream like that in a long time, but boy did I remember that I had. It's burned in there, every second of it. I don't often understand why we dream the things we do, and I could waste everyone's life talking about what dying dreams mean or whatever. Truth be told, my dreams are often the enemy of my success the following day, when I actually remember them. Maybe it's just being mentally ill that amplifies my emotions, but my dreams as well... and nightmares? Food for thought.