The last ride

Last night I had a dream, not unlike most dreams that I have had my whole life- they seem to have a theme of getting ready for some task or event and the preparation going on and on but things not coming together, things missing, all sorts of stuff getting in the way and I wind up missing the event. This morning I woke up from one of those dreams: The scene was a house not far from a crossroads out in the northern Mojave desert. For some reason or other my sister, wife and a number of people were emptying the house of all the posessions . At the same time I was getting ready to do a big bicycle ride out into the desert with a bunch of folks and was in the house looking for the stuff I needed to take along on the ride, namely my helmet, sunglasses,map and some water. I was scouring the house but just when I though I had found my glasss they would turn out to be the wrong ones-somebody elses. Meanwhile, the group of riders was waiting at the crossroads for the light to change....it was taking a long time, at least a half an hour so I figured I had a few minutes to look for my stuff. Later on, not finding anything except for my reglular prescription glasses I went out to the corner to see I had missed the light change and the group had left without me. I want back in the house and looked for the map as I figured that if I was to be alone in the desert I would not want to get lost. After another futile search I didn't find the map so I went out by myself to the corner to ride by myself, frustrated and now alone. The light was taking a long time to change again and I was wondering why I needed to wait when there wasn't a car in sight and hadn't been for a long time. At this point I woke up and tried to figure out what the dream was about. The way I see it the dream represents death : One is alone, none of the worldy posessions are available as they are not needed, except the glasses as they won't work for anyone else. Frustration and a feeling of not completing enough experiences are how a lot of lot people must go out of this life. Is anyone really ready to go when it is their time ? According to this dream it really does not matter.