i am in a place, walking around. in every direction are wonderful things to do and see, real sensory playground. having a hard time deciding where to go, book marking places to go back to. i realize i am travelling upward, in a spiral formation. suddenly i am at the peak, and i can see a kind of covered hammock? a coffin? something. i go look inside, and see it is myself in there, asleep. the asleep self registers the awake/looking self, while the awake/looking self is "uh...which is me?". there is someone out of view on the other side of the "sleeping place". i wonder if they are waiting for me to wake up or if they are going to wake me up. then i actually wake up.