I'm in some small highway town, feels like somewhere on the road to the coast. My car is disabled; I think it's crashed or something. So I'm just wandering around the town trying to figure out how to get home. It's just an hour or two away from home, maybe somebody can come pick me up. Maybe my daughter Amber (though she's only 2 in real life, in the dream maybe she can drive). The town is just a few buildings along the highway, set a little above the road, and I walk along them to see what resources might be available. Through an open door I can see into a room where a few young people are talking; I feel like it's a public building, like the town hall of this town. I could ask those people for some help getting home. But I'm not quite ready to ask strangers yet.