Dream Obama
Feb. 8th, 2010 10:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
merI dreamed I was running a 5k (or something; that part is not clear), and fell and skinned my knee--and an onlooker with an entourage of men in dark suits came to help me! And it was Obama--and the suits were the Secret Service!
As he was applying bactine to my knee, I said, "I really have to thank you. I no longer wake up every morning with a feeling of dread about the leadership of my country."
And he leaned back on his heels and regarded me. "That's it? That's all? That's a bit apathetic. I'm glad you don't have dread. But what are you doing to help?"
And I woke up, thoroughly chastised by dream!Obama.
Hilariously, when I told everyone at work about this dream, they all felt chastised by dream!Obama as well.
My subconscious is a treacherous place, and one cannot be smug there. Or near it.
As he was applying bactine to my knee, I said, "I really have to thank you. I no longer wake up every morning with a feeling of dread about the leadership of my country."
And he leaned back on his heels and regarded me. "That's it? That's all? That's a bit apathetic. I'm glad you don't have dread. But what are you doing to help?"
And I woke up, thoroughly chastised by dream!Obama.
Hilariously, when I told everyone at work about this dream, they all felt chastised by dream!Obama as well.
My subconscious is a treacherous place, and one cannot be smug there. Or near it.
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Date: 2010-02-08 04:50 pm (UTC)Also, yours is much better than the random Obama dream I had a few weeks ago(in which he was shaking hands and signing autographs for everyone, but seemed really tired, and I felt bad for joining the line of people demanding his attention).