Walking past a park, someone is flying 3 single lines paired up. They get them up, then they come apart. They do it through some trees, and around. After a couple of times, I tell them they need to make the turns at exactly the same time.
Walking with Matt to our new apartment. It’s really close to mom, and I tell Matt she’ll freak out. An enormous plane comes overhead, and circles. Mom comes over and yells at us.