Had a very unsual dream. Went to Iraq. Was liked by the daughter (ehem) and the son of a popular religious leader there who looked and dressed like the Iranian President, Mohammad Khatami. The son was very friendly but had a flamboyant image like the Libyan dictator, Moammar Ghadafi. Then when I was about to leave the country, the feared government police came to search my house. I think I was with my brother. If I had feared the police, then that Iraq was Saddam's Iraq.