Last night I went to bed early (I had to get up at 3:15) while the wife played on the 'puter. I know I was asleep but the dream was very real. I lay there wondering if a was really sleeping or what was happening in my dream was real.
In my dream I was laying there as my soul (for lack of a better word) was trying to exit my body. It would leave from my head as if it were a balloon on a string and loosing air. Zig zagging out and out until my body would quickly snap it back. I was really afraid it would break loose and never come back.
Sounds weird but I can't think the last time a dream frightened me so much.