I dreamt that I was with a group of people who were planning several new buildings. There were three or four of us. Two of us would stretch a long, thick rope over a cleared piece of ground, and the oldest among us would snap it to the ground to mark a wall. He also marked the corners with stones. Every now and then, he would walk to the center of an outlined building, look around, and nod to himself. If I remember correctly, there were three rectangular buildings to be constructed. One was quite large. Another long and narrow building was running along one of its longer sides. And there was yet another smaller building some distance from the large one. But that is all I remember. When I awoke, I realized I could not place the dream in time and space. I had no recollection of the men’s clothing or the vegetation around us. All I remembered clearly was stretching that rope across the ground cleared for new buildings. The man on the other side of the rope was too far away to see clearly.