Unfortunately, I don't remember my dreams much lately. I do remember last night's. I was sick in bed. The weird thing was that I was re-living being sick in bed, as though I was playing a part I'd already seen someone else play. I knew that the illness would kill me in 7 days. I also knew that I could stop it. I remember lying there thinking, "I should fight this thing, but right now, I'm too tired". Probably some sort of lesson on procrastination... As usual, it didn't have the feel of a nightmare, they never do with me. It was just like watching a movie. I never really felt as though I were actually in any real danger.