My flight was scheduled sometime after lunch in the afternoon so I had to be at the airport at least two hours before. I get past security and proceed to the gate that I usually fly from. Now, apparently, I had a lot of time to spare and I get asked by the staff to be an airport advisor (don't know the exact term but it's just a person that can direct you to the right gate, shops etc). Since it's my regular airport, which is quite small, it was bizarre to have a help desk. I agree to it and people passing ask me all sorts of questions and I'm able to direct them. Some were nice, other were rude and it made me question why I agreed to volunteer as I had grown tired of it and only used it to pass time while I was waiting for my flight.
I kept checking the info above the two gates I was close to while realising a lot of time had passed, so I check the time (Saturday 14:15) and check my flight time and status on my phone. My heart dropped when I read departed and I started wondering why my name was never called through the speakers to them realise that I never checked in. I have no idea how I got past security without my check-in but here I am. The plane left almost an hour ago so I began panicking which led to looking for other flights for that day. There wasn't anymore for Saturday but there was one for Monday which cost about €40 and another flight in a week for €12 (I'm currently unemployed and apparently my money issues reflect in my dreams too, so I was leaning towards the flight in a week from now but I was also in a rush to get back) so I selected the one for Monday and began filling in the payment details and I woke up. I picked up my phone to check the time and date (Friday 9:30). My track record of being late to everything my whole life is quite endless, so I'm always stressing that I'd miss my flight if I'm not on time, plus, I have a 6th sense through my dreams sometimes, warning me that something will happen and it rarely kicks in but I try to listen when it does.
I woke up a second time (in reality this time) my body pillow was taken from me (I sleep better if I'm hugging something soft and I'm not a child anymore so I can't be seen sleeping with a teddy bear so pillow it is, keep your judgement to yourself). When I go back to sleep I had a brief dream where it kind of continues from the last. It was a few days before my flight and I had started packing but could not find a single pair of underwear. So I'm double layering so that people can't tell that I'm not wearing underwear and also because clothes are uncomfortable without underwear. I start walking around looking for someone. I don't remember much from that dream but I thought I'd mention it anyway. It felt like one of those dreams in which people go to school and they forget their trousers. I never dreamed that I forgot my pants but, two or three times, I dreamt that I had forgotten my clothes and was out in public butt naked. Very weird. My heart rate peaked. Hope that type of dream never repeats itself.
Feel free to share your naked dream experiences in the comments (no dirty dreams please, keep it PG).
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