Dreamed I was a passenger on my old route

I'm sitting in 4A on a 737, but I don't recognize the captain's voice on the PA. It's not mine. I look out the window and we're flying the approach into KEF, the one I must have done a hundred times, and I feel this strange relief — like I finally get to just watch. No one's in the cockpit and the plane knows the way itself. I wake up before touchdown.