A dream of Rossiya and micturition.


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.


About Calers

Born Belfast 1971. I read history at Edinburgh. I did a Master's at UCL. I have semi-libertarian right wing opinions. I am married with a daughter and a son. I am allergic to cats. I am the falling hope of the not so stern and somewhat bending Tories. I am a legal beagle rather than and eagle. Big up the Commonwealth of Nations.

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