I dreamt I was with a friend, SK. I felt like we were in somewhat of a small town. The town was edged by fields which were now yellow for the season. We both needed to get somewhere and it was through one of two paths in the fields. I started out ahead. I felt like I was in a hurry... possibly more in a hurry so I could walk alone. I heard her call behind me to wait, but my fast walk turned into a jog and I jumped through the field to get to the other path. I'm not sure if it would get me to the same place, but I didn't care.
A car drove by on the dirt road next to the path. It was hot and dusty. I kept walking and found a dog next to a pile of things. It was a hound dog. I looked through the pile and in a backpack to see if I could find information on the owner. It seems the owner was an actor, some of his pages of lines were in there and some headshots. The dog was talking to me in a way, telling me that he lost his owner.
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