If I'm remembering this correctly(was about twelve or so years ago when he told me this)...my brother in law once had a dream where I was much older, possibly my late forties/early fifties. He finds himself in a city reduced to rubble, fighting street to street against some unknown foe. He can see me clearly, part of my face has been replaced with metal plating and I'm barking orders to this rag tag group of armed men and women. He said that he felt comfortable seeing me there, though there are explosions and constant gunfire, he just knew everything was going to be ok.
Over my lifespan I have been a leader in different avenues to varying degrees of success. The stress level is definitely increased by the amount of responsibility you have and the amount of people you are watching out for. Never really sought it out, but when the bench isn't looking so hot in regards to people who can get things done well...I'll get to it.