These dreams...

I was driving into town, looking for a place to stay. The town wasn't Tulsa... it was some sleeply little burg, with tree-lined streets desperately crying out for repair and the shops that settled deeply on either side of those sad streets looked abandoned and boarded up. Maybe it was just a Sunday in any small town in Oklahoma.
( Just another Sunday flyer )

At which point I woke up and thought, "What the hell was that about?" So, I went back to sleep and had the same dream sequence three more times. The dream's important, or rather the message of the dream is. I just need to figure it out.