This time I present another of my very short stories, now in English.

 I  dreamed that I was plummeting from a very high precipice, I awoke with a  start to discover that I was still in a tailspin, my bed, my alarm  clock and everything in my room fell freely around me. Instead of being scared, I navigated a bit in the air to grab my mobile phone. When  I reached it I realized that I should continue sleeping, at that  moment, the blow against the cold floor woke me up, and there I was, in  pajamas with the cell phone in my hand thrown in the street five  kilometers from home.