It would seem that things are picking up in the spirit.
Here is today’s dream:
I had problems with my knees. The outside of my knees was hurting me. My mother talked to a doctor in Russia, and I was to fly over there to have surgery.
I woke up in the middle of the night and took off. I landed in some strange airport in Russia. There was a ton of activity. I watched helicopters taking off. I noticed that lots (all) were really old and rusty but surprisingly, still working. They seemed so outdated.
I had a dip (tobacco) in my mouth. The doctors and nurses did their prep work. I made one nurse mad when she asked some question, and I gave her a straight answer – “no”.
I then started wandering around outside. I first noticed a golf course and was surprised that it was right there next to the airport and was amazed that Russia even had golf courses.
All of a sudden, a man pulled a gun on me. He looked like a KGB agent. I told him “surgery, surgery” and pointed to the place that I came from. I spit out my dip and said something to him about it, “see?”
I had no shirt on and pointed to the braces on my knees. “Surgery”.
Eventually, he calmed down. The entrance to where I was seemed a long way away from where I was now. He asked me if I needed help.
I woke up.
4:45am