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I had this really frightening dream last night, where I had to relive the crash of a small plane through the pilot’s eyes. He was faced with a terrible decision as the plane was going down — should he eject from his seat, knowing that he had no parachute, and so would die, or should he stay in the plane, knowing that he would crash and die? He had this horrible mental struggle in the few seconds as the plane was diving towards a city, and in the end he/I couldn’t get up the guts to eject from the seat, even though that would have been the nobler of the two choices, for some reason. I was scared to death either way, but it seemed easier to just go down with the plane. So we did, and as we flew into a building I started screaming my head off from fright, and then as we hit, I felt/saw/heard nothing. Afterwards (there was an afterwards), I was somewhat surprised that there was no pain and no memory of the moment of impact… it was like his/my consciousness ended just before the impact.
The insurance company came through for us, so we have some money to replace and repair all our stuff that got fried by lightning. We got a slightly larger TV and are now looking for a new entertainment center or set of modular shelves to house it.