Had an awesome dream that I spent the evening with President Putin… Just woke up so i’m going to be writing the whole dream down before I forget! Well the night started off in my friends house, where were hanging out in the wood by my old high school. Just shooting the shit, when my friend Adam asked me to climb up and check out his tree house. He said that tree house was strong enough to hold a car! And that he had stored one up there for a whole season once. Now this is definitely counter intuitive, and began to suspect some fuckery because, how the hell did he expect me to believe that. Well, how did you make the tree house strong enough?? Well I said now I need to be sure! So I climbed tree up the top and poked my head inside. The bottom had a large opening & the inside was very spacious completed built with large thick planks of wood. I had almost believe him at that point! Then I realized that there was no way the tree house could have fit the car in the opening & I called bullshit and we laughed it off.
Well later that day, I decided that I need to go home to eat dinner & then I walked inside. When I did I was greeted by my father having dinner with President Putin! They were discussing the differences between growing up in the United States vs. Russia & comparing the quality of for an average middle class person. This is were I greeted him & sat down by the table. It was all so casual hahaha, quite awesome really! I l didn’t expect the guy to be so down to earth, cracking jokes between the three of us. We had some hot black tea & then we went on a tour of the house. I was mainly quiet and respectful of his presence, shocked & intrigued by how much he valued the friendship between my father! Well eventually we entered my room, we started talking about how kids grow up & what changes their quality of life. Putin had mentioned that he, had a very difficult childhood growing up & could relate & respect my fathers up bringing.. At which point I finally intervened! I began to ask “President Putin, from your experience what does the dollar stand for?” Well his reply back was clearly the military & warfront opposition that had been engrained with dogma into both cultures of the US and the Middle East over several hundreds of years.
This was an astonishing interesting conversation & we began to make way back around the house. This is when I noticed the Russian Secret service, circling my house! Obviously I realized that the there was nothing to fear & should continue with the tour. Yet at this point, strangely enough I noticed that the secret service was actually driving around my house in gold plated mini coopers.. At this point I totally realized this was a dream! Lucky enough I didn’t wake up & in a great turn of events we went to finish the night by going in the sauna! At this point the dream was entirely in my control, very lucid & completely realistic! We had a steam sauna session, reached a great sweat & eventually Putin had to fly home. Once more though, a strange event where he flew away in a small single engine plane to take flight off the highway! I thought wow.. What a badass! hahahahaha & finally when I went back inside I said to my father. “Shit we forgot to take a photo with him!” Then I woke up to write this story..