I had a dream…

This isn’t an MLK related posted, so stop reading now if you don’t want the details of my really strange dream. For some reason I was in an airport traveling somewhere…I can’t really remember my destination, but I was basically flying from NYC to Chicago connecting in London. Makes sense, right? In an effort to shorten my journey from NYC to Chicago via London, the airline decided that it would be shorter for me to go through South America. So, I’m in the air, on the plane, and we have taken off. I’m watching the runway from the window, and suddenly there’s this smaller plane taking off that’s painted like an elephant. The plane is pretty much like Dumbo the elephant. It’s legs pop out to the side when it takes flight, and it may or may not have had the little hat. I’m so amazed that this little airplane looks just like Dumbo the elephant, that I’m staring in awe. Then…suddenly, Dumbo the elephant plane crashes! And our plane keeps flying on! What does this all mean?! Also, it’s my birthday.