Last night, I had one of those dreams that I literally thought I was going to die. I honestly didn’t know where I was. There were some people with me, but I could not remember who they were. Anyways, so, I was in a middle of maybe jungle, maybe… I do not know. A place where i need to run fast enough to climb that very steep ‘wooden’ hill. Ah… I remember, it was like an obstacle course in which i need to pass the obstacles to the next level. Now, I didn’t know which course was it, but it was definitely a difficult one. Okay, so, I watched everybody go and I was the last one to go. I ran as fast as I could. It was so scary.. oh my gosh!! scary.. it wasn’t just steep… it was 90 degree. who could ever climb this thing? It was okay at first, but as I was going higher.. gosh..it was scary.. my legs were shaking, my heart was racing – i was sure whether it was because of the run or I was scared. I ran, I almost reached the top. One foot left… and I didn’t make it. I think I lost my momentum. I could not reach the top and I was falling, like 20 or 30 feet high? All I know is, it was really high and there was nothing to hold. I was terrified, I went ‘oh no.. oh no… no…’. Then… I was in a dark place. I was in my bed, staring at the ceiling. ‘It was only a dream!’ Thank God! What a crazy dream!