I was riding a bike on a highway. There were very few or no cars, and the highway was narrow like a normal road, which now makes sense because bikes need less space. As I was riding, I felt like I was rebelling against cars.
Another part of the dream was not good. I was at school, but the layout was different. One difference is that the gym, sidewalks, patio, trees, and big grass field were replaced with parking lot. I am now grateful that my school in real life has a good place outside.