non-lucid

I dreamt that I was at an airport. We (myself and a pilot/professor and some other unidentified charecters) were outside and rushing through a parking lot to get to our flight. We were pushing this tall scissor lift contraption with our luggage on top (about 12 feet or so above the ground). One suitcase kept falling off. As we were about to walk through an outdoor gate/security checkpoint, I reached for my passport to be able to walk through the gate, and was suddenly awakened by my alarm clock.