The last dream I was having before I woke up today was of me in my apartment. It was stiflingly hot and I couldn't breathe enough. I went out onto the balcony for some cool air, but there were some people outside by the pool. Since I was undressed, modesty sent me back inside. It was unbearable! So hot! No air to breathe! My nose was dry and it was as if my lungs wouldn't open. I felt like I was suffocating. I went to get a glass of cold water to dispel the heat, but there was a huge electric arc on the faucet of my sink, and I dared not touch it lest I electrocute myself. Finally I decided to flee the apartment completely. I began to get dressed, but as I put on my clothes the heat became even worse, and I couldn't breathe at all...
So I woke up. It turns out I had been sleeping in a very weird position that had caused me to not be able to breathe enough. I had literally been asphyxiating myself! I immediately got up, just to get out of bed and move around, and spent the next five minutes or so taking deep breaths through the mouth. Usually that gives me an unpleasant buzz, but this time it was a welcome relief. =/
So why is that miniature little horror story amusing? Because my wish had come true in the best possible way. When I had been succumbing to heat and lack of air in my dream, I decided to flee my apartment. But, in getting dressed, I couldn't make it. Then I woke up, however, and achieved maximum deliverance: total escape from an oppressive reality. You know how in the stories people sometimes say "I wish this were all some bad dream"? Well, it's very gratifying when that turns out to be true, and you can wake up from it. =)