I was contemplating some of the dreams I've had and I remember one quite well along with the fear I felt. Most people I've met all say they have had at least one dream of falling, but upon actually falling they immediately awaken from their dream.

I had one such dream - I was walking along a dirt road with another person - on my right there were trees and shrubs which concealed a rocky ledge and then blackness which was the edge of nothingness.

I found myself sliding, losing my balance and I fall - through the green and into black. I am clutching at the edge, my hands scrabbling to hold onto anything and I find myself grabbing at the ferns and shrubs, however it's futile and I fall completeley, my friend is screaming my name and I fall - both hands out in front of me, hurtling down into the black. I am aware of seeing patches of dim green, knowing that these are limbs of trees and shrubs and knowing that I am about to die - I'm waiting to wake up and I don't. I feel terrifiied and at the same time, resigned to the fact that I'm going to die and this knowledge settles about me, curling up like a snake in the pit of my stomach and my last thought is; "Where is the ground?"

And then I wake up.

I dream in colour and sometimes everything is so very real that I can even feel the texture and inhale the smells that inhabit my dreams - has anyone else had dreams which remain with you throughout the course of your day, or dreams which leave you feeling unsettled and maybe a little muddled?