It was an interesting dream last night. I do not know the significance of it or if it is significant at all. But I was with my wife in a city. For some reason I thought we were in Chicago. But I an not really certain. There was a big crowd gathered on the sidewalks and I was laying on the ground looking up at the buildings. Actually the buildings on my side of the street were not that tall. The other side were skyscrapers that reminded me of Chicago. But after a time, the guy we were to see was ready and seeing visitors. Not to talk to him but just to see him and perhaps touch him. We went and saw him. He looked like he was wearing tight Persian style of clothing and he was of darker complexion like a middle eastern man. He was not interested in speaking. Around his neck his clothing was stiff and white like you could write on it. Thats about it.