I've been hired as a chemistry prof, arrive on campus and cannot find the classroom. I'm in high school and cannot find my locker, having searched every corridor in the known universe. I'm a fight attendant and the plane is in trouble... and somehow I save the day by landing the plane, or throwing fat people off the plane, or some other weird miracle. The good news is, in spite of waking up in a cold sweat, I always survive. May you always survive your dreams, Lucy Dan! You have to. I enjoy your writings too much! :D