Dreams Oct 23

Last night I dreamt that I died. Although I have consistant nightmares about 9/11 (planes crashing around me), I have never actually died. Usually, I find a pocket of safety or am forwarned enough to find safety. This time however, I saw the plane, dismissed its suspicious behavior, and continued traveling. It circled around, went straight up into the sky, and then nosedived into the roadway behind me. I saw the crash, explosion, and then the energy/shock wave coming towards me. I was in a bus and hoping the driver would just keep driving faster, but knew we were too close. So I lay on the floor and covered my neck and head, but continued to look forward. If I was going to die, I was going to see it. I saw the heat wave rippling, concrete and cars disintergrating, and my body began to feel fuzzy - like the cells and atoms had lost their cohesion. Then I saw little blue-violet lights swirling around my periphery, I knew they were from my brain and eyes failing. So I pushed all other thoughts out of my mind, pushed my mind out of my body and started to chant (not outloud), "I love you all, I love you all, I love you all..."
And then I woke up in the dark. It was very quiet. I was actually awake. I thought, "is this what death is like? Waking up in your bed, well rested, quiet, and dark?"
I took me about five minutes to realize I wasn't dead; it was just a dream.