It's a small world after all. Also Animated.

You wake up, rubbing your face and tasting the cottony dryness in your mouth that indicates you had a particularly good time last night. It was one of those boring meetings that is usually followed by a usually boring mixer. You can't remember the details of the mixer, though. The slight headache you have indicates it was either unusually good, or so boring that you made up for it by drinking a little heavier than usual. Whichever it was, a quick shower and a cup of coffee should fix that. You sit up and open your eyes.

And immediately decide you must be dreaming.

You're not in your bedroom. You're not even sure you're in your own reality. The world around you looks like you stepped into a cartoon. You find yourself sitting up in a poster bed that looks like it's straight out of 'Aladdin'. Except the bed is in the middle of a meadow. A cartoon meadow. Everything looks realistic. Realistically drawn and colored. Even your clothes look animated.

And speaking of your clothes, you notice you're wearing the clothes you had worn the night before. They're rumpled from being slept in, but no worse for wear. You're even wearing the name tag you had on night before. A quick glance assures you that you're still you, even if you're dreaming.