I just got back from a couple of weeks overseas and had a long flight where I couldn't sleep, so my patterns are all over the place. I have been a bit ill lately (which has been worrying me), and I have a fear of flying (I had to do four flights in ten days). So my anxiety levels have been quite high. This morning I woke up at 5 and was still really tired from all the travel, so I went back to bed at 7. I fell into a strange sleep that I feel was a lucid dream. I was able to control my actions and do things that I wanted to do in the dream. The first part of the dream was quite fun, but then I started to freak out because I knew I was asleep and wasn't sure how to wake up. I felt like I should know but I couldn't quite grasp it. Then something in the back of my mind said to listen for a noise in the real world as something to help me wake up. Eventually I heard my two year old son playing in the living room, which did wake me up. I felt like I'd been asleep for days, but it was only an hour. I then had a bit of a panic attack because I felt like reality wasn't the same anymore, and I had been scared about not being able to snap myself out of the dream. It was a bit like the movie Inception - and now I wonder what the point of our existence is because won't it be the same when we die? This whole plane just disappears?

Sorry for being dramatic. I'm normally an upbeat kind of person but I had a close family member die a few months ago and just found out another family member has breast cancer (treatable, but still upsetting).

I feel like I'm turning into a basketcase!