I dreamt I met Putin. I was remarkably relaxed around Vladimir Vladimirovich. He was alone in a kitchen and wearing a blue business suit. He was characteristically morose at first. Then we chatted easily. He was cooking for me. I did not fimd his strange. There was a saucepan on the hob. I do not know what he was cooking. He became animated and we exhcnaged wittixisms. We spoke partly in English and partly in Russian. I gave him my assessment of the Caucusus. Azerbaijan would not offend Russia too much becahse she fears Russia. Her obnly alternative for support in the region is Iran which is relfiously fundamentqalist. I never mentioend Armendia being the ebemy. I said that turkey had no land border with the main part of Az which s treu.
There was another chapter to my dream which did not invocle Putin.
I maybe dreamt of Putin as I am consdeirng returning to Russia. I said to Emma eysterday that I dealt with billionaires and the thing is not be be afraid of them.