I dreamed an occasion that was like I was fighting with a number of people and I remember like the use of a gun was involved, but from that point I dreamed being with many people working on a field like harvesting but as I looked we were harvesting something like a weed and it was densely grown in a vast field, from there we walked through other fields which showed early germination of maize crops a short while we passed through a village where I saw an old woman who used to be a shebeen dealer and still it was being sold the traditional beer and as I was still speaking to her one of the women in that house kissed me but indeed I don't know whether all these women are still sound or what but I suspect they are late