A very American dream
I just woke up from an anxiety dream about visiting the US. It didn't feel anxious while I was sleeping, but in real life we're planning on visiting in August this year and I'm nervous about it. The dream (as I can still remember it) started at a house that a friend had just bought. It was a project house, kind of falling apart all over the place and for some reason they needed me to stay with the house while they were out. Like, I was housesitting a run down shack that was still lacking the basics to make it be a "house" - I think maybe I was supposed to be guarding it from squatters? The house was on one of those two lane roads that doesn't actually have any painted lines and there are cracks all over the place. Grass grew off of the sides and led to vacant lots. People did live nearby, it seemed, but everything felt so far away to me. There were kids running around and I have a vague sense that there was a strip mall type of thing...