*shudders*
Wednesday, 14 January 2009 11:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rosiedoesI had a dream this morning, about planes falling out of the sky.
The weather was bad and they seemed to be trying to take off almost vertical to get above the clouds as quickly as possible, but they were stalling and falling back to Earth. Some were toppling over almost before they'd even left the runway. Some of them had just fallen back from point of take off and looked like beached whales scattered along the moor beside the airport.
There was so much going on, it was like the sky was on fire.
I think I was watching from close to Heathrow, I think - I recognised the terrain; a lot of the planes were falling on the moor where the 1972 crash happened - but there were other times where we were driving alongside the airport and that didn't look like a British road at all; it looked American and the cars on it were bigger and more American-looking. The obvious answer would be that my subconscious was basing it on O'Hare, but they couldn't have been more different.
The strangest part is that I woke up briefly, and then went back to sleep and dreamed I was telling Julie about the dream.
The weather was bad and they seemed to be trying to take off almost vertical to get above the clouds as quickly as possible, but they were stalling and falling back to Earth. Some were toppling over almost before they'd even left the runway. Some of them had just fallen back from point of take off and looked like beached whales scattered along the moor beside the airport.
There was so much going on, it was like the sky was on fire.
I think I was watching from close to Heathrow, I think - I recognised the terrain; a lot of the planes were falling on the moor where the 1972 crash happened - but there were other times where we were driving alongside the airport and that didn't look like a British road at all; it looked American and the cars on it were bigger and more American-looking. The obvious answer would be that my subconscious was basing it on O'Hare, but they couldn't have been more different.
The strangest part is that I woke up briefly, and then went back to sleep and dreamed I was telling Julie about the dream.