I dreamt of this, this morning. Oh I would call it a nice dream & a small one at that. I saw my self sitting in a plane for a joy ride. No, I haven’t been on a plane so far.
Reasons: too many.
I am also scared of such big roaring metals gaping. That’s right, even the pictures have the same effect on me. Only a very few pictures don’t exclaim me..
So, the plane was a cross between a Fighter & Private Jet, Gray in color, & no paint. I could feel the speed that it was flying with. It was only I & my friend with me.
Analyzing it; may be something big coming up & I would be able to savor it!!
Anyone please, intending to help me understand it?