My husband and I were coming back from Japan, about to catch a connecting flight from LA to Florida. We were seated on the plane when the pilot announced a delay due to a ‘problem with the plane.’ We waited for nearly two hours before being told the flight was canceled. We got off the plane and had the worst time getting to a hotel.
The next day, we finally caught a flight home. But after we got home, neither of us remembered the details clearly. We felt out of it and spacey all week. I kept dreaming about the plane crashing because the problem wasn’t fixed.
A few days later, I told my husband about my dreams. He said he was having similar ones. It felt like our reality had splintered into a different timeline…
