🎃🐍✈️Snakes [not] on a Plane

Date: 1/23/2020

It was Halloween and I had been going from house to house dressed up. All the houses on the block I lived on in the dream had haunted houses or spooky yard decorations. My husband and I we weren't even getting candy, just scaring ourselves. Then the dream changed. I was on a plane and listening to A podcast. My family was sitting separate from me, and my dad was home. The plane had a layover after 4 hours, landing in Hawaii before we took off home. As we landed I went to find my husband and he wasn't there. Then I suddenly realized he was a boa constructor and probably wasn't on the plane in the first place. I started panicking and running around looking for him, opening up parts of the plane, asking people if they'd seen a big snake, and so on. I started calling his number and my call kept getting interrupted. My dad called me and asked about reservations at a restaurant, podcast on my phone wouldn't stop playing, and I got a call from a contact named "obvious blame" or something and I picked up to the sound of a lecture? I never found him, and was ready to stay on the island hoping he'd come back so I could turn him into a man again. Then I woke up.