I have been awake for 40 minutes, but I am already starting to forget my vivid dreams.
In the first dream, I was in a big house that I might have known. There was lots of white sheets.
In the second dream, I was talking with a Russian spy master. He was upset because one of his friends was dead. He shot some guns onto the windowsill. He was talking to a group of us about the loss. I had a little training about spycraft, but I didn't say anything. I gave him a another gun, so he could shoot up the windowsill.
So I don't need Freud to tell me that I am watching too many action movies.