Mortality

I had a most unusual dream last night; almost a nightmare. I dreamed the world was ending, and there was not a thing anyone on earth could do about it. Either the earth was falling into the sun, or the moon was falling onto the earth, or both, but the outcome was inevitable. In my dream I remember acknowledging the fact that I was going to die, and I wasn't ready. I was afraid of what I might find on the other side, and I wasn't ready to deal with that eventuality. Even though it was a dream, the dread and apprehension were very real, and I awoke feeling as if I had lived that dream in waking life, and escaped death by the narrowest of margins.