I am at a familiar airport that I have never been to during my waking hours.
There is a terminal at ground level but I never seem to have my boarding pass or tickets.
I must rush to a downstairs ticket office to pick up the correct paperwork.
I have no idea why I am at the airport with my luggage but have not taken care of the paperwork beforehand.
In this dream I usually am flying to Italy.
It is worrisome because I just know I am going to miss my flight. Also I know that the people in the terminal and down at the ticket office are rolling their eyes at my ineptitude.
This goes on sporadically for some number of months.
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