Quoted from my lastest entry in my Dream Journal:

I started off dreaming about me and my friend Sarah sparring. A relatively normal dream. The dream seemed pretty real, nothing out of the ordinary. Just like a normal sparring session between the two of us. We spar in waking life as well, both as practicers of Karate and Jeet Kune Do. The dream just played out, us fighting for a bit. Then something happened, I realized we werent in a gym or at our homes. We were in a field, unfamiliar to me. Then we looked off in the distance and noticed the scene becoming pitch black. Darkness engulfing the scene. Once it reached us, I was "awakened" by my dad. I looked at the clock, it was about 7:00am. I got up, got ready, went to school. Normal Friday. The dream spanned over the course of the entire day, nothing out of the ordinary either. It was just a plain, normal day. I went to school, went to class, listened to my iPod, talked with friends in normal everyday convorsations, had lunch, walked home, sat at my computer for a few hours, talked on MSN, played some games, walked my dog, normal day. I look at the clock, it was just past 11:00pm, time for bed. Went to bed, fell "asleep" and was immediatly awoken again by my dad.

Somehow, I didnt question it. I knew the whole situation I just experianced was a dream, and I knew it was Friday now. But I had this feeling when I awoke, a feeling like I had just finally gotten out of being trapped somewhere, I was relieved. It felt like awakening from a Nightmare I guess you could say. There was no fear, and the dream wasnt a nightmare, and during the dream I just felt as if it was a normal day, I felt as if I was actually living my life.

I also "saw" the dream differently... its hard to explain. Its felt so real, so like regular life...[/b]