Do I Dream?

Well despite everyone saying that I do dream, but just forget it quickly, I don't really ever notice that I've been dreaming. This might be partly due to how I wake up. Once I wake up it has been at least an hour since I was woken up...which means my active mind can't really remember much from that area of time. However there is one dream that I've had...more than once. I don't know how many times I've had it...and I'm not actually sure if I'm asleep or half-awake when I have it. Basically what happens is that I get into a fight with the 'bully' that tried to be intimidating in fifth grade. He wasn't really very intimidating though...he was kinda dumb. But either he kicks me, sending me flying though the air, or I win and start falling out of the sky. And then I'm fully awake feeling like I've just been falling from a great height. I'm not sure if its an actual dream, or what kind it is. It isn't a good dream, but its also not a weird one or a nightmare...so I'm not actually sure what it is.

Caged-Bird Inspired Piece

"Fly away from the sea," the old man said.
"Water will loosen the wings, fly high instead.
But do not fly to the sun, for heat will melt the wax."
The boy laughed, "father, your invention will hold, relax."
As they prepared to fly the guards burst in!
"Fly my son! Escape this prison!"
The boy leaped, spreading his wings to fly,
the guards watched in stupefied awe as the two soared through the sky.
The boy cheered, soaring ever higher, nearing the sun.
His father yelled, "stray from the sun!" But the boy was lost in freedom,
until the wax melted, sending the boy down to the sea.
His father flew on, weeping bitterly.
And thus ends the tale of Daedalus and Icarus,
for the pleasurable taste of freedom can blind even the cautious.