In my dream last night, I was Tara from True Blood. I was sitting inside one of those two people airplanes when all of a sudden some bitch grabs me by the collar and throws me out of it. She climbs into my seat and the little glass cover goes over them. As they're taking off I grab the plane and stick one foot into the hole where the wheels at the bottom go in (somehow it seems I believe that will keep me on a moving airplane at 5,000 feet)
SO! here I am with my foot stuck in an airplane when out of nowhere I just HAPPEN to have a gun and I manage to say something about saving my kid or "bitch, you aint gonna get away with this" and shoot the window. I fall so that I'm trailing behind the plane by my foot. Next to me there's a cloth hanging out the wheel hole so I grab onto that and it also keeps me on the plane. I'm just thinking, "this is real life this time not a dream I could actually get hurt."
The guy who's flying the plane decides it might be a good time to land. Now this part I don't remember, I don't remember how I got back to the ground, but it made sense to my unconscious mind. Suddenly I'm myself and not Tara anymore. The pilot walks around to the back of the plane and I make a joke about how he's going there to get my luggage. He rolls his eyes at me and I wake up thus making me realize that it was just a dream.
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