dreamed i was crossing some train tracks while talking with chuck on my cell. as i narrowly beat an oncoming train, i thought to myself, 'wow, that was close!' then i looked behind me in an instant and saw the train had switched to the track i was now standing on. game over.
i woke up, and said out loud, 'dead.'
it occurred to me that dreams are so complex. one part of my mind had invented the elaborate drama sequence, while another part was completely oblivious to the impending doom.