A few nights I dreamed that I was in this large building. It wasn't really a building, maybe a large enclosure is a better way to describe it. There was one section that was level ground, a normal floor. Then through the second section of the enclosure was just a huge pit. It reminds me of the large pits at the gymnasiums where the gymnists practice (the ones filled with those foam bricks). The exception is that there was no foam at the bottom, just a very large and deep fall, maybe 200 feet. For whatever reason I remember telling my mom how "I can't take it anymore" and how "I am going to just end it". I'm guessing I was implying suicide and my art teacher from school was there as well as some of my friends. I think they were trying to get me to calm down and rethink what I was doing. I walked over to the edge of the pit and there was almost like a ramp there. I turned back to my mother, friends, and art teacher and waved goodbye. I got launched through this ramp/throwing device and was soaring into this huge pit. It wasn't scary at all, I was doing flips and aerial moves with ease. The instant I hit the floor I was teleported back to the edge of the pit. Just then my friends and I all started to launch eachother into the pit, having tons of fun flying through the air. We were doing the most incredible stunts and didn't have any fear because we knew we were going to be teleported once we hit the ground.

That's all that I can remember of the dream. Very strange because I've never been depressed in my life and have never contemplated suicide. I suppose I'm going through some stress in my life, but who isn't? I also don't understand why the dream went from a sullen and sadistic mood to a very free and happy mood. Any ideas on what this dream means would be greatly appreciated, thanks.