Weird dreams are not unusual for me, especially when my bladder starts signaling it’s full. This … this takes the cake.
I’m inside a house in an area that just went through a major snowstorm and I’m opening the door & storm door to head outside. That’s when I see a figure standing nearby; he’s wearing a heavy winter coat but no hat.
It’s Trump!
He sees me, walks over, we shake hands. He’s obviously trying to act like a normal candidate, saying how he admires us for having survived the storm. As we’re walking around to the side of the house, he starts talking about himself so much that I tune him out. The he goes off to find another victim and I wake up.