in search of clarity

last night i dreamt that it was just me and my dad. i had no brother in this dream and my mother had just recently passed. me and dad moved into a smaller house outside of the city. i was sad in this dream cause dad was so distant and never home. he’d leave all the time and i could barely speak to him because it was like trying to talk to a wall. i end up meeting this guy who i guess who was my neighbor. he’d talk to me while i sat out my house just looking out into the street. i guess he’d comfort me? one day i get a call from dad and tells me that our car has broken down in a parking lot that sits on a cliff over looking the ocean, but he isnt there anymore and is somewhere else now. he asked me if i can go to the car and bring it back home somehow. disappointed at how far i would have to travel to get the car back, i started to skateboard there. then suddenly as i was cruising along, the neighbor guy pulls up next to me in a motorcycle and looks at me to get on. he takes me to the empty parking lot and just sit there looking at each other trying to figure out how to get the car working again. it was sunny, but dark at the same time and the entire time we were there, we never spoke one word to each other. after some time, i sat in the car seat with my legs out to the side and hes sitting on his bike and we’re both staring at the ground. something urges me to get my skateboard and start skating away. as i do this, i hear him ride his bike right behind me. i wake up.