twist of fait accomplis

Had a nasty dream the other night.

I was sitting in the back seat of a school bus with some middle school-aged kids. We were chatting about music or something, when I saw one kid from the front of the bus turn around and walk down the aisle. He was carrying a large gun, it was automatic from what I could tell. The kids on the bus were starting to freak out as they saw him walk past, but apparently the bus driver didn't notice because he kept driving. The gunman (gunboy?) approached me, looked me in the eye and casually said, "How old are you?" I responded very calmly, "29." He responded, "Well, shoooot..." and lifted the gun, pointing it directly in my face. As he began to pull the trigger, I had a quick thought of Huyen and then I tried to duck behind the seat...

And I woke up. You know in the movies how people wake up from intense dreams with a loud gasp, bolting upright and breathing heavily? That was me (minus the bolting upright). I had to shake off the feeling of panic and rub my eyes a few times to make sure I stayed awake and didn't drift back into the dream. It was probably the single most intense feeling of dream-fear I've ever had. I got up and walked around for a minute or two, but my hands and legs were still shaking when I got back into bed.

Fun!