Dream: The woman on the wing of a plane

The other night I had a dream where I woke up in a weird sense of grief. I was a passenger on a plane that was “docked” on a tall platform in the middle of a city. The plane sat on top of the platform to the same height as some of the buildings. It was not in operation and passengers of the plane were free to go in and out of it since it was at it’s “stop”. I guess I was inside the plane the moment it chose to “undock” and the plane was headed down in spiral motions around the platform and in the middle of the city. There wasn’t a lot of room for the plane to fly and do these turns, but we weren’t hitting any buildings. I was a bit scared in this part of my dream, but there wasn’t much I could do. Then the plane landed on the ground onto a runway where the plane could take off. There was a small sense of safety, we were going super slow on the runway and a woman who I had assumed was also a passenger pulled up next to the plane in her mint green car. She waved it down, much like someone waves down a bus when it’s leaving without you. The plane was going slow enough that she was able to catch up to it and sit on the plane wing on the outside of the plane. She seemed content and relived that she had made it to the plane on time. Then the plane took off and she fell to her death. Something about that in my dream sat with me for a few moments after waking up and lingered throughout the day. I kept thinking about that woman, and how the last moments of her life were for her. I wondered if there was a moment of realization where she realized this was it. I questioned why she thought that was a good idea. there was a big “why did she do that?” question in my head. I felt uneasy, she had seemed so happy to have made it on the plane, she was not trying to die, she had life in her. I kept thinking about the fear she must have felt when she realized. It left me feeling unsettled.