A dream of Russia and micturition..
I was in Russia walking along a road in the countryside. Luxuriant meadows lay on either side. There were some trees in the distance. A light breeze brushed the grass. I felt relaxed and at liberty.
There was something about running and being chased. I so often think of Egor the guard – how he liked me and I amused him.
Later I was in the lavatory of a restaurant. I needed to change into rugby shorts for something. I put them on. then a bit of urine came out. I had wet myself – just a tiny bit but it was embarrassing. I woke up bursting for the loo.
Maybe this comes from wanting to land a new job – the earlier segement of the dream that is. There may have been something about Londinum too.