I dreamt yesterday that I was with a group of people, all of whom were going to watch a movie and that we were going to watch it on a plane. We came up to the plane, it was a small plane, with wide wings, seating maybe only 10. The pilot came up to us. We strapped in and he took off at an impossible angle. I was suddenly scared. The plane rolled, dipped, dived, turned. I was so frightened, I felt sure we would soon die.The pilot seemed to be in control but he looked faintly puzzled, like a car driver who can't find the right road. He then landed before the movie could start.
I rushed off the plane saying, "I'm not used to small planes". They took off again but I went and watched the movie in a huuuuuge safe movie theatre which was all spread out on one level. After the movie, the plane people (who landed safely) met me and jeered at my fear. The experience, they said, was unbelievable.
Now, I dislike dreams recounted in too much detail but I woke up for once knowing what my dream meant.
It was all about my fear of applying to an MBA and leaving Singapore. Every one of those people who were on the plane with me were either applying or giving their gmat or had given it. They were the ones brave enough to go ahead with it and in my dream I gave in to all the fears and snuggled in my comfort zone and suffered for it.
Man, the mind is a tube of toothpaste. Squeeze it in your sleep and the thoughts come smooshing out in the oddest manner.