…that I was working air traffic in one of those super high-rise buildings. You know the ones with the express elevators, needed because it’s so damned tall.
Crowded with business-casual and business-professional dressed people looking like clones, jammed in like sardines and not just in the elevator. I couldn’t see anything but buildings when I looked out the window; no aircraft, no sky. Bright overhead lighting when I tried to look at my radar scope. What a nightmare.
I woke up in a cold sweat. I’m going to have to think on this and try to figure out why it disturbs me on so many levels.