I can't be the only one that feels like their heart is being ripped out when you slowly slip back into consciousness and realise your dream was just a dream. Too many times in my life have I dreamed about something I'm totally fixated on, something so important to me it consumes my mind, finally happening only for it to be an illusion.

Nightmares, on the other hand, are a simulation of the worst scenarios your mind can conceive. Now, I'm a big fan of horror; the rush of adrenaline when your completely scared shitless is really thrilling, especially when it isn't actually real. What could immerse you in the most personal and realistic horror experience better than a nightmare?

And I haven't even started on the feeling you get when you realise it didn't even happen. You're glad it didn't happen. You spend the rest of your day thinking: 'Thank fuck I'm not actually being hunted by the government while all my friends decide they actually hate me as all my teeth fall out.'