The dream wasn’t exactly linear but it wasn’t chaotic either.
I was in an airport and getting ready to go on a flight to somewhere I wanted to go.
It was a nice feeling of being prepared and feeling excited about where I was going and also those around me were prepared and excited too.
Someone commented on my outfit saying it looked nice and I could where it when I arrived. I had on a jean skirt, a white shirt and a colourful scarf and brown boots. I looked artistic but grounded. I laughed and told someone I looked the part and they agreed.
I was going to a conference as a writer. It wasn’t clear if I was presenting or attending but either way it was a perfect fit.