Deeper meanings in my subconscious

There are many times in my life where I wish I could just go somewhere alone, stare at the sky, and be lost in thought. I had a dream last night that represents this and my feelings towards some people.

I was at a house full of people. Everyone was celebrating a holiday. I'm not sure which one, but it seemed like 4th of July. I sat on the stairs alone listening to the laughter of the unwelcome guest. Nobody wanted her there, but he brought her along anyway. I didn't want to be near any of them. Preferably, I wanted to run until I reached Mexico, but that was very unrealistic at the time. So instead I quietly left the house. I walked around one neighborhood, then the next. I turned down so many different streets, I lost track of where I was. Not that it mattered. I didn't want to be found. Finally, in the back of one of the neighborhoods, I found a quiet dead end road. I walked to the very end of the loop and laid down. There were a few clouds in the sky and I made shapes out of them. After awhile I closed my eyes and let my mind take over. I was no longer on a cold concrete floor, but a white sandy beach. I felt at peace. Some time later, one of the guys in the house, the one who brought the unwelcome guest, found me. I heard his voice call out for me. My peaceful environment was interrupted with rage.

He asked me questions and begged me to come back, but I never opened my eyes or my mouth to speak to him. He wasn't a part of my serenity, he was the nightmare that was ruining it. As soon as the sound of his voice pierced my ears, my tranquil beach turned into a monstrous hurricane. I just wanted it to end. I kept quiet, trying to fight off the dark clouds. Finally, he gave up. He called me numerous bitter names and walked off. Once he turned the corner, my beach returned to it's tranquil state, only a few gray clouds lingered. His words did hurt a little, but I didn't want to dwell on them. My body remained on the pavement, my mind on the beach.

When I awoke from this dream I realized I had a lot of anger and that the guy represented many different aspects of it. All I wanted to do was escape, but there was another central theme. Loneliness. I was alone on the stairs, on the walk, on the street, and even on my beach. The only time someone was with me, they were there to yell at me and make me uncomfortable. I think the reason was I let my guard down and was torn to pieces, so I decided not to let anyone in anymore and make my own reality. Maybe I'm interpreting this wrong, but I'm open to suggestions. I am thinking about making this dream into a creative piece which is why it is important to get the interpretation down.