I have had many dreams that I remember to have been "different." But these seem to be happening more and more often than before lately. With these recurring ones, I feel that I can recall them more than my normal dreams.

This one begins with me sitting in my room, which is unusually dark. I don't see my roommate or anybody. I then feel this strange sensation that seems to pour over me like rain falling on a building. As I try to leave my room and open the door I realize that it's locked. I then turn to the large glass window in my apartment and I see this overwhelming light, like looking into the sun. I try to look away by shielding my eyes with my hand as if the blinding light could be ignored. The silence then turns into a shattering noise of broken furniture flying all around me. Everything that was in my room was being torn apart. I feel I must escape the devastation of this place; I then begin to run towards the light coming from my window. Crashing against the glass, I fall through. I don't feel scared, rather relieved or liberated. As I open my arms, I am consumed with the white light. This is when I wake up.