I had a dream where I was on an old plantation. I was in an old bed and I walked down the back servant steps. A lady brought me some water and a sandwich but I only drank the water. Then I sat on an old couch and looked at a painting of a man in a powder wig who I think was Thomas Jefferson... I lied down on the couch and then had a heart attack. I could actually feel myself stop breathing and gasping for breath. I went outside and even though it was night inside it was daytime outside. I walked around outside and stood by a cherry tree. Then I fell in a hole. When I woke up my head hurt and I was hiccuping and still short of breath.