I wonder if there is someone who can interpret this dream for me. :)
I only remember the end of it though.
I'm sitting in an office I don't recognise, at what is presumably my desk (because it's really neat and tidy, and that's just me).
I look up and see what appears to be Vladimir Putin, and he's about 30 years younger. He's holding a small, white plastic cup, and he's using it to collect coins (donations) for ex-servicemen.
I want to donate, but then when I check to see if I have any cash to spare, I remember that I left it in my car, which is parked in the company parking lot.
I tell him to wait around, that I'll be back, but it takes forever to get downstairs, and then when I get to the ground floor and near the exit, I can't remember where the parking lot is, and so I run around like a headless chook, trying to find my car.
I'm sitting in an office I don't recognise, at what is presumably my desk (because it's really neat and tidy, and that's just me).
I look up and see what appears to be Vladimir Putin, and he's about 30 years younger. He's holding a small, white plastic cup, and he's using it to collect coins (donations) for ex-servicemen.
I want to donate, but then when I check to see if I have any cash to spare, I remember that I left it in my car, which is parked in the company parking lot.
I tell him to wait around, that I'll be back, but it takes forever to get downstairs, and then when I get to the ground floor and near the exit, I can't remember where the parking lot is, and so I run around like a headless chook, trying to find my car.
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