dreamt in Portland OR (USA), 2010

I was in some kind of bar, playing a game like ping pong, or something like that, with a bunch of girls. You arrived. I went outside and sat at a table with you. You said: "I'm forfeiting this". You looked sad. I said something like "be patient". Then I left and was being guided through the streets by two girls (whom I don't know in real life). Each one of them was holding my hand on one of the sides, like young children do. We walked around this small city that seemed out of a picture book: green grass, golden sunlight and a big blue body of water. I said to them: "I know what this is. We are in a dream, you are guiding me through a dream." And I pointed to the cars driving around, saying they were from the 40s. They were all light blue, green, brown, pink. "This is paradise, this is childhood." Then I started crying. Very deeply. Silent tears. "If this is paradise, why am I crying?", I asked. They said that I had to come here to be able to get out of here. And then they led me to this place where I could see across the water. The other side was the present, a big city full of smoke and sort of grimy. I felt sad that all had reached this point of destruction. That human kind had to be so ignorant. "Doesn't anybody see this?", I thought. I woke up.