A blog I used to run elsewhere recorded the content of dreams I had while sleeping.
I stopped dreaming so much for a while, but recently I have started dreaming again. I don't know why. I had another dream the other day, so I thought I would keep a dream diary on my blog for the first time in a while.
Dream No. 1.
I am on a plane. I don't know where I am going.
When you look at the ceiling of the plane while sitting in your seat, you see a single window. Through the window, the wing of another plane suddenly appears. It is quite close. I fear that if I continue, I might come into contact with the plane I am on.
Then the plane I was on suddenly increased its speed. As a result, the wings of the other plane, which were visible beyond the window, drifted backward and disappeared.
The pilot must have sensed the danger and tried to get away from the other plane. I am relieved.
Shortly thereafter, the scene changes.
I am still in the plane, but ahead of me, on either side, are a series of utility poles and power lines. The fact that I can see the poles means that I am flying very close to the ground at a low altitude.
If the plane continued to fly at this rate, it would be extremely dangerous, with the plane coming into contact with telephone poles and power lines. I feel fear again.
Here the dream ended.