rikku28

I was packing for a trip with my friends. I packed mostly the things I usually pack e.g. dresses skirt etc. There were a lot of friends but I do not recall any of my Chinese ones. I remember seeing a few acquaintances from Holland that I am not close with anymore (e.g. highschool). I remember I felt odd seeing them. When I was on the way to the airport and went through security I realized that what I packed was not nearly warm enough for the cold weathers in New York. I realized I did not have enough time to go back home and back to the airport so I called my mum to ask her to bring that stuff to me. She said she would send uncle to give the clothes to me. I asked for my pair of black jeans and my burberry trench coat and my black leather jacket. Somehow I still boarded the plane and then came to the sudden realization that I still have not yet gotten my stuff. So I told my friends I would catch a later flight and then I suddenly was at home again. At this point I somehow saw Paul, who was scheduled on a later flight in the night. I was supposed to take the evening one in case I made it. I was in a frenzy trying to find my things. I found everything except for my leather coat. It was not hanging where it used to be. (I was in my room in hongkong). I was worried that I would not catch the evening flight when Paul suddenly was there and told me we could both just take the last one. So after a while I finally found my jacket and Paul already left for the airport. Then I saw Kyle who was wondering why I haven’t left yet and who I was travelling with. I don’t recall what exactly happened but I felt guilty. Back at the airport I stumbled on to Paul again who said that our flight was not on the departure board which was weird. Then I woke up.