The attendant is speaking to me in a very strange accent. He hands me a coffee, and says "That's how we make coffee in these parts."
I walk outside. It's cold, bitterly cold. I appear to be only wearing shorts and a t-shirt. My feet are bare.
I sit at a bench, and look around. I can see the ocean off in the distance, but all around me are fields and farming equipment.
I look down at the table and see a road map. It's either Canada or Alaska. I'm not sure.
I feel cold, alone, broke and scared, but also extremely excited and happy at the same time.
This is one of the most confronting dreams I've ever had. It's not nasty, not scary, but its just making me think so much. Clearly it indicates I've got a burning desire to make a change don't ya think?