Turquoise Dreams

I'm again in Istanbul, this time at the airport. It's a huge place. We are walking around with other people, all in line. Going through buildings, courtyards, maze like rooms, backyards... Feels like Middle East, or Southern Italy, or indeed Turkey.

Sometimes there are guides guiding us, but most of the time we are just hoping we are going the right way. At least once I lose my way and I feel like I'm going in circles. Red brick older style building with walkway around it, some greenery and a wall fence.

I finally get to a hall with lots of soldiers and security. Some are dressed in military uniform, white helmet, boots and boot guards, like the honor guard is wearing in front of historic sites in Istanbul. I breathe a sigh of relief, finally I'm in more familiar place with some security.

( I thought this maybe because I thought about my time in Istanbul and had a dream yesterday also. But now that I'm hearing what I'm typing, this could reflect my waking life. I felt like going nowhere in my job, because management is not listening to any good ideas. But just yesterday they did what I have been asking for for such a long time. Very happy about that. I will have lot more work, but will be more rewarding. And hopefully I'll get more hours to actually do it, haha.)