Last night -- I couldn't get to sleep at all

My sister and I decided to go on a trip together so we bought a plane ticket, but when we went to get on the plane we had to walk up flight after flight of steps and then I couldn't find my ticket!  I was afraid they wouldn't let me on the plane without it, but I stayed in line anyway.

A young foreign man wearing a trench coat was in line behind me and realized how upset I was. He was very kind and encouraged me to just keep going.  He seemed very familiar with airline procedures and we continued onto the plane. The first thing I saw were flights of wooden stairs going up and up and up, but we were already higher up in the plane than the restaurant floor beneath us. It had large rectangular white dining tables with matching chairs and I was surprised that any plane was large enough to accommodate that.

I finally found a faded and smeared ticket stub with what appeared to be E2 on it and I looked for a flight attendant to help us find our seats. None seemed to be around. There were lots of nooks and crannies off to the sides of the staircases as we moved upwards and many obviously very well to do people too. I knew they were going to sit in first class and believing they probably traveled more than we did, I asked them for help, but I could tell it annoyed them.

About this time I noticed my sister was gone! I hoped she was just ahead of me and eventually I thought I saw her sitting in a row of people from her high school class of 1969. I was surprised how young she looked, but I was also relieved to have found her. I found the steps heading up there, but when I got closer I couldn't find them. I went down long hallways and up other stair cases until all the chairs were only wooden folding chairs. I realized that this was most likely where my seat was. The young man assured me that it was, but I couldn't find it and my suitcase was getting so heavy.

 Then I heard a familiar sound. It left me feeling hopeful and safe. I turned around, opened my eyes and discovered I was in my bed facing the window.

It was my phone. Someone texted me and I woke up to discover it was seven A.M. I had only been asleep about fifteen minutes! It had been another very long night, the third this month, when I couldn't get to sleep at all -- all night long.

I did manage to go back to sleep for a bit, but I had a breakfast to go to this morning so I was up and showering before nine and have been on the go all day.

I can't wait for June to end.