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Waiting in Line at the Airport

the first part of this dream last night seemed to go on all night.

I was going back and forth from WV to FL (I live in WV IRL but used to live in FL). However the dream did not show me on the plane each time.

I was just at the ticket counter. Waiting in line. The first time I was in line was normal. I waited and got my ticket.

the next time I was in line, I was in a wheelchair. There was black pantyhose hanging off the side as if I was in a rush and forgot to pack them and tucked them down near my thigh.

The third time I was in line, I met some ladies I knew from the late 80's. I was amazed how great they looked. We had a quick friendly conversation.

The fourth time I was in line, it seemed that the ticket counter was a play area and the attendants were like children playing hide and seek.

The fifth time I was in line I had a bag of a lot of stuff and had to present something in order to get my ticket but I couldnt find it, however they knew me so I didnt need ID.

The sixth time I was in line someone else tried to get in front of me but I wouldnt let her because I was ahead of her. She got upset with me because I didnt let her cut the line. 

Then it seemed the dream sequence was switching. By now I was in FL and was leaving the airport to go to my car.

When I get outside to my car, my friends are waiting but I'm not in an airport parking lot. Its more like a convenient store parking lot and they were waiting.

On the way across the parking lot it was typical warm Fl weather, nice. Not too hot. But the ground was icy. Like a combination of WV ground cover and Fl weather. And it was drizzling. I was sliding across the parking lot.

I drove a convertible but the top was caved in. My friend said she tried to hold it up but it wouldnt hold up.

I just "buckled it" back up and we drove off. Now, here is where I dont know how best to describe. But it seemed as if in my dream, I stepped aside for a moment and began to have a vision of the car flipping over and then thinking there was no place for my head if I flip. I shuddered and thought "Thank God I dont have a convertible for real" and then the car I drove off in was not a convertible.

End of dream.

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