I'm inside a plane and from the window see that we are spinning above a city. Clouds whirl back and forth. We have an emergency landing on the street. Wheels hit the ground without crashing and everyone screams a sigh of relief. My trainer sets up a class we are all interested in taking it. My boss begins to throw things, yelling at everyone in the class. I approach my trainer and suggest we all do tiny things to work out, subtle movements like picking up pens and paperclips. Dust hunting. He laughs and puts his arm around me. I squeeze him tighter. "Felicity" he says, "what are you doing?" I kiss him. My boss thrashes in the corner.