Living the dream.

I'm asleep, dreaming.  Dreaming that a co-worker has asked me to cover their call 'til 0200, and I agreed.  As the dream progresses there are bizarre scenerios involving wandering around back stairways, construction areas, and even some OR work.  Brining, the phone rings, in the dream state, I answer and the voice says, "we need you for a case."  Opening my eye a wink, I look at the clock and see 0130.
Next, I'm wide awake, in real time, thinking, shit, I've got a case. For a moment, filled with urgency, every nerve and fiber tingling, breathing short gasps, it dawns on me after a few moments; it was a dream Bob.  Was it really?  Are you sure?
Reality, I'm standing beside my bed.  The clock reads 0133.  And I realize, I didn't agree to take anyone's call.

Crawling under the sheets, I fall into renewed slumber.