I'm working for the
post office again, and I'm being re-trained to be a
letter carrier.
Russell Crowe (of
Gladiator fame) is my trainer. We're wandering around NE
Portland delivering mail, and suddenly he pulls me into a backyard and we start
making out. I woke up. I went back to
sleep after a while, and I don't remember any other dreams.
I don't know what the deal is with all these semi-erotic dreams lately. Weird.