Being awake in a dream state is like a transfer away to another world, separate from our own. The consequences of reality are an afterthought when our brain is the simulator of the real and surreal. I awoke on the dusty ground with the skies rumbling above me. Like spotting a shooting star, I was able to gaze upon it as it happened: the universe crumbled. For an instant, everything rose from the ground around me. Gravity vanished for a brief time, before darkness splashed down upon everything. I panicked. I sobbed and I heaved. I realized after moments of misery that I was dreaming. I stood.
"This is a dream!" I announced, triumphantly.
I blinked, suddenly transported back to the tame comfort of my own element. I was awake.