Mother, a Stranger

Date: 1/27/2020

I've dreamt about this before but I probably didn't remember it back then or forgot to write about it. I dreamt about it again. Darkness is already upon the streets but not too dark to not be able to see the road. The roads look as if they are slightly illuminated by a source, probably the moon. I rode a bicycle from home to town. I feel a lot taller riding the bike, like a moving single-story building. I arrived in town for a very short period of time which would have taken way longer. Riding on the main road, I saw other people walking and also riding bicycles passing through freely on the road, some diagonally, some against my direction. As if suddenly, the evening depleted the town of cars. Then, I went towards a corner or intersection, which used to be where 7 eleven was (in my dream, the building still seems to exist). I went down my bicycle and waited there. Suddenly, my bike is like a long metal ladder that I was securing to make sure it won't fall or get stolen. Someone was calling through my phone, I knew for myself that that is my mother. There's a woman somewhere behind me, also waiting. I have the feeling that she is my mother but I don't look in her direction. I just look at the surroundings and the busy people around us doing their thing. Then the call stopped. I'm not sure if I went away after resting for a bit. But I woke up.