Small airport (repeated dream)

Date: 4/21/2019

I had a few dreams before I moved across the country... it always took place at a small, weird, and in-town airport. I always had a parking spot right next to the concrete stairs that went up two flights to a hallway where the line always ended. I finally got through, alone, but when I went inside I got food or a drink, don’t remember which. And then had to ask for help to my gate. I finally get to the gate and the line to board was crazy long, just like the line to get inside the airport. Then I finally get inside the plane, had a few seat switch ups, and suddenly I only remember taking off...and out of no where there was something terribly wrong? The oxygen masks dropped and everyone was panicking. Then I woke up.