bring me a hill soft with trees

​last night I had a dream about being on the go train. It was a long dream, continuing from my old dreams of travelling the countryside. The different thing about this dream was that I wasn’t me, I was a young boy and I was travelling with an aunt. As usual she was monitoring me on the phone and I was trying to escape her by going up and down on the go train to different cars. I finally escaped her and exited into a small town. There were no houses and it was just hills and trees and grass. At the base of the hill was a biker bar with a signage that said the word auger and it was coloured orange, which felt familiar to me. There was no one outside and it was a bright sunny day so I walked past the bar and started climbing the hill. To my surprise there was a school at the top of the hill and it looked empty and not in session so I entered the gates and saw an assembly of girls in the courtyard. An all girls school it was as I went through the corridors I saw their displays and one part had these billowing various peach coloured swaths of sheer fabric tied to black wrought iron gates. Eventually I was a bit lost in the school and a series of girls showed me the way out silently. I exited through the back parking lot and took some photos of the cars there because there were some old and unusual looking cars. Beyond the parking lot I saw there was a small town below. As I headed towards the town, I woke up.