Highway Sabotage

Here I will only describe the second part of the dream I had last night. I am with a young, brown haired girl. Her hair goes down to the small of her back and it is curly. Her eyes are an oaken shade. We are outside on a hot, sunny day – somewhere on the outskirts of a major metropolitan area. There is suburban sprawl and three layers of a highway off to the distance. We are sitting under a tree. She is wearing a black backpack and I have some sort of belt with gear on it. Like Batman.

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