I dreamt that I was with my family on the road where the old white farm house is. We were walking down the road for old times sake. In my dream there were old farm stores and quaint shops in the area and it would be fun to see them again. For some reason I wanted to go faster. Maybe I wanted to be alone, maybe I wanted to get there faster? I'm not sure. I started jogging. It felt good and I liked the idea of getting there and getting settled and having some alone time. I came up to a building. It looked like a place that they would have some wine tastings. They had tables outside, a large barn door open and tables inside. I was thirsty and was looking for a machine to buy water from. I found one and turned around and my whole family was there. Hadn't I ran there? Shouldn't they be a ways away still? I was disappointed that I didn't have time and I wanted to head on to the next place. Although I did feel warmth knowing they were there, somewhere.
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