Dreaming

So last night I'm in the middle of a film trailer, or several film trailers, you know the sort of thing; lots of flying rooftop shots and a fair bit of swooping and soaring, when I think to myself, at the top of a particularly high building, looking down on the little people/ants below: If I were to just jump off, would I hit the ground, or wake up?

I decided that I would (obviously) wake up, but stranger to my way of thinking this line of thought still didn't jog my mind into realising that the whole thing was a dream.

Life perhaps....