I'm working for the post office again, and I'm being re-trained to be a letter carrier. Russell Crowe (of Gladiator fame) is my trainer. We're wandering around NE Portland delivering mail, and suddenly he pulls me into a backyard and we start making out. I woke up. I went back to sleep after a while, and I don't remember any other dreams.

I don't know what the deal is with all these semi-erotic dreams lately. Weird.