I'm under the weather, suffering from a Spring cold, so woke up in the wee hours.
In my demi-sleep, I had a dream.
I was at the bottom of a large quarry. The dam holding the water back (it was a dream, don't ask too many questions) broke, and a 100 foot wall of water was rushing towards me. I thought, "Here we go again. Time to scramble and just barely save the day."
Then all of a sudden, I was standing at the top, watching the flood waters rush into the empty space. I realized that I was starting the whole experience over again, but from a different perspective. One where I'd never been in danger at all.
I woke up and thought, "That's right! You don't write the ending of the story, you rewrite the beginning." Then I dozed off again. I think there's something to it.
Now I just have to figure out what. Suggestions welcome.