I also had another re-occouring dream, back in the 80's I worked security at DFW airport, and it was awesome, mini-bars with neon lights, Miami- vice style, big resturants, Pilots clubs, gift shoppes, its like a beautfule micro city, I would walk through 2 terminal on my break and I lost a lot of weight, great for flight school. Me and fellow workers had keys which were earned to go to the airlines downstairs restaurant. Frozen yougart was the treat of the day. Lots of pretty stewardess, and ticket agents. Well my dreams are of me floating through the terminal, going down the hall ways, and stores. People freaking out that I can flap my arms and fly. I try to explain to them. but I'm criticized. oh well! lol cool dream....