Oh, and a few nights ago, I had yet another dream about helplessly watching an airplane crash. This one was full of passengers. After takeoff, it tried valiantly to reach altitude and just couldn't get high enough before the force of gravity took over. The plane crashed into a major highway, sliding underneath and leaving barely a trace. There were obviously no survivors.
These dreams come to me at strange intervals, all with the same storyline but with different subtle variations. Today, the dream seems like it must be connected to Idiom, the little startup that never did.
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