Last night I dreamed that I died.

I was in a plane flying somewhere. I can't remember where. It was a smaller plane like this one and I was sitting in the back. During the flight I fell asleep (it was a night time flight) in an attempt to calm myself since I'm a little bit of a nervous flyer. I was awoken by a huge jolt after which the plane started to fall from the sky. Panic and screaming filled the cabin as I felt my heart pound harder then I've ever felt. I had a window seat and I so I looked out the window as we ripped though the clouds and I saw a black sea under us. No lights, no land, just water.

I felt the impact of the plane against the sea and watched in terror as people where thrown about and water rushed in. I knew I had to get to the emergency door a few seats behind me. I unbuckled my seat belt and started to climb up to the door as the plane sank deeper and filled with more water.

The next things I saw was sort of like a news cast/documentary on how the plane fell from the sky and rescue teams where looking for survivors.

Then I woke up.

I had a hard time getting back to sleep after that.

I usually wonder what dreams mean. Did I see a bit of my future? Maybe a past life? Maybe it's just something my mind made up based on shows that I've watched. I'll probably never know, I just hope that tonight I dream of something less scary.

Something with boobies...