I turn over in bed, and look out the window: a field of grass, with dew glimmering in the sunlight, a barn in the distance, and several birds flying over a river. So fresh, so peaceful, so beautiful. In fact... perhaps this is a lucid dream? I'll check in a minute, once I'm done enjoying the moment.
I wake up about a minute later, content with having just enjoyed the time. (I had actually had a dream segment before the wakeup scene which explained how we got there to the hotel, which is why just checking my memory wasn't enough.)