I was looking for some place, I'm not sure where, on foot as I had parked my car off at some unknown distance. The place was very desolate with old concrete buildings, and I couldn't find what I was looking for. I came to a hill that became a cliff as I approached it, such that there was no way I could climb it. But as I walked along it, I was able to reach an area where I was able to go up the slope. But I felt lost in that desolate place and asked my friend Amy over the phone if she could use her phone GPS to find me. Night was falling, and I told her at some point, I think in a later dream, that in my dreams nightfall represents my awareness of the approach of death, not necessarily right away, maybe years from now, but approaching. I said something like, "the place is awful" but then I came up to some kind of ledge where I could see the beautiful jewel-like lights of a city, and corrected myself, saying "Never mind. It's awesome!" Shortly thereafter, I found her, and we followed white paint on the sidewalk to the place I had been looking for, where some kind of marathon was beginning, at a place with glass doors called "Cycle World."
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