Suddenly I'm not floating, suddenly I'm crashing into the ocean.
I feel the smooth contours of my pillow pressed against my face, smothering me.
Somehow the soft, silvery moonlight finds its way onto my face. I open my eyes to find that my bed is no longer there. I'm floating centimeters above a choppy sea. I can taste the salty air, feel the droplets of water crashing onto my skin. I hear the waves ebb and flow. Suddenly I'm not floating, suddenly I'm crashing into the ocean.
The waves envelope me, swallowing my body. I thrash out, my arms and legs kicking but they won't move! I'm sinking, deeper and deeper, my arms are stuck. I'm panicking now, air, I need air.
I open my mouth to let out a cry, I watch as the little bubble of air floats to the top. I will my arms to make sluggish movements through the gel-like water. I'm not moving, I still need air, I continue to panic. My lungs scream for the oxygen I need. Every stroke of my arm takes all of my energy. I move centimeters, inches. Air, I need air!
My eyes fly open, I'm in my bed. My blanket is draped over my face, smothering me. My limbs are twisted and wrapped within my sheets, preventing them from moving. I sit up. A dream. It was all a dream.