I dreamed that we lived in this very nice neighborhood. It was filled with townhouses, and I saw the kids playing in the road.
I also saw them walking under a car that was in the driveway. It faced out towards the road, and hit was high enough that the kids could just walk under it. But, I was concerned that the owner could easily just run over the kids if they didnt know that they were under there.
I was riding my toy whatever when I saw Vladimir Putin go into his front door. I could see him through his windows. I had yelled at him, but he didn’t hear me or ignored me.
His residence was a brownstone. Very nice.
He was alone.