Last night I had one small and one big dream. The small was that we had to change our phone number because we kept on receiving many phone calls a day for surveys and things like that. The big was that I was a nurse (i did not look like myself at all but it was me) and I had to take a patient somewhere in the hospital but I knew that it would not be good for that man if he would end up there so I made up a plan to take him out of there and it worked, they blew up my house but I was able to go there before I ran away with the patient (he was in a wheelchair because supposedly he could not walk but he was able to not long after running away) we ditched my car since they knew about it and we ended up in a ghost town, I woke up after we had choosen an old house, we had made a fire and were about to cook some food.
