[ WP ] You have lost the ability to discern between dreams and reality . How do you wake up ?

My day. 
 
 My day is amazing. I come down stairs to breakfast. My wife has made pancakes. My children run and hug me. 
 
 They are so well behaved. All of the other parents and even their teachers have commented on it. 
 
 I go to work. I work in movies. My directing skills have gotten me two Oscars. They say I am the next Hitchcock. 
 
 I go to a party after we are done shooting and hang out with all of my friends in the industry. I strike up a conversation with Leo and we happen to come up with a killer idea he wants to do ASAP. 
 
 I go home to my beautiful wife. She's a former super model who took time to get a physics degree. 
 
 My day. 
 
 My day is hell. 
 
 I put down my rations as the sound of gunfire breaks the quiet of dawn. I get my weapon and run outside the tent. 
 
 The humid jungle wraps it's unwanted warmth around me. I dodge to my left without really looking. I just know that they may be expecting me to come out of the opening. 
 
 I asses my surroundings. John is dead. Both legs are off. 
 
 The enemy is about thirty feet away, behind that tree. I crawl behind one myself and keep watching. Where are the others? 
 
 Three hours later, I am explaining how everything went down to a superior. 
 
 My arm has been stitched up. A minor wound. I will be fit for duty in a few days. 
 
 I know that if I really wanted to, I could find out... which is real. But what if it's the wrong one? 
 
 Nah. I'll take the good with the bad. I'd rather not know.
