You're Not Supposed to be Here

For some context, the morning after I had this dream I had plans to go for coffee with a girl I've been talking to. She likely will not be making further appearances.

it was as beautiful day out, the sky above calmer than the sea. I was riding my motorcycle on my way to work when I heard a voice. Looking around It becomes clear that I'm alone. There's somewhere I should be. I'm not supposed to be here. I pulled over to the side of the road and reached out. My fingers sunk into the dream and like tearing paper from the walls, the dream was gone. I woke up.