A Dream Neighborhood

I dreamt early this morning that I was walking through a rain shower. Walking through the village I have lived in for the last 25 years.

Suddenly the street became unfamiliar, wooded and with buildings set back from the road that I had never seen before. I noticed that my feet were soaked but I just kept walking, I didn't care.

I came upon a big, three story brick building. It seemed to cover the whole block. The brickwork, the masonry, was very odd. The bricks were laid in distinct patterns that I seemed to remember, but could not place in my memory.

The two upper floors were apartments of some kind. I could see drapes in the windows. The entire bottom floor was a open room with concrete pillars and floor. This floor was open to the street through wide entrances like garage doors.

I walked in. It was a market. There were vegetables and fruits on the shelves. There was a smell of earth.

I thought "Excellent. This is far in the future. At least one hundred years. I'm fortunate to be seeing this."