I was dreaming I was on my bike riding along a rugged path when all of a sudden I went down a couple of old stone steps and fell over the edge of a cliff, with a drop of about 200 feet and nothing to grab onto.
As I fell I remember thinking, ‘There’s no way back from this, there’s no escape clause, I’m going to die.’
Nothing flashed in front of my eyes, but I was very interested in what was happening at that moment.
It felt quite liberating.
Then I woke, of course, and afterwards, I realised exactly what it meant. Which was quite liberating.