So i think the time was like 9:00am till like 12:30pm When i had my Obama dream.
This is how it started. And i am from chicago so this is very Bizare
So I wanted to my Old school reunion party and I saw Mr and Mrs. Obama there I am like what are you two doing her in my old school In Chicago. Michelle is like when I was a kid i went to this school I was like really thats very cool.
So I got to know them a little more we got a table that all 3 of us where sitting at.
So we talk about Chicago and the school and so one.
After all of that .....I woke up. This was really massed up

I had this dream about Obama less than a week after his inauguration. In my dream he had just been inaugurated and, unlike reality, he not only held down the U.S. Presidency, but also a part time job. Lucky for me, his office was in my home town (Sun Prairie, WI). His part-time job was either as a lawyer or a financial adviser, I wasn’t too sure. I had some money to invest (about $2K) and just didn’t know what to do with it, so I decided to make an appointment with him.

I dreamt that we were really close, he and i were talking about something quite intimate it wasn't sexual, although it did have a quality of only us being 'in' on it! He made me feel happy, and he seemed so genuine, could be my hope coming into it though.....I woke up really feeling pleased, Like I'd just accomplished something important.

It's pretty simple. I walked down some stairs at a mall, kinda an employee entrance stairwell, not public. I was walking and my buddy was infront of me. There were orange lights. Then we see Obama and a Secret Service guy walking up the stairs towards us. (The President in front) He passes my friend and I see him smile, so in that exact instance I made my game plan for handshake attack. He walks up towards me as I say, "Congratulations, Mr. President." (apparently still excited about his election) I stick my hand out, he kindly responds with a smile and returns the handshake.

Last night I was having a dream about Obama, where he and many other Democratic party members were going on a diplomatic mission to Columbia. But along the way, Columbian militants/terrorists took them all hostage, except for Obama, who managed to flee in a jet to my house. He flew to my house because of the possibility of danger, although having the option to fly to Victoria would basically mean that he'd be home free. However, just as we thought that he was safe, a lone terrorist came to finish the job.

So I had a dream last night where my office was suddenly transported to Capitol Hill and I was standing around the cooler, as one does, commiserating with some coworkers -- as one must -- when I got to the point in the story where I was about to drop the F-bomb. Since, incidentally, my coworkers swear like truckers, I had to force myself to think of poor Malia and Sasha and their virgin ears, and quickly fumble the stuttering "f-f-f" into "friggin'" thanks to some wily quick-thinking and North Jersey roots. However, this was not acceptable to Boss-man Barack.

My dreams don't usually make a lot of sense, so bear with me. Barack was with me on a USO tour of Iraq, though it was pretty low key, just a few soldiers to entertain. We were supposed to do a magic show for the troops, but we couldn't bring much in the way of equipment, so Barack had gone out with one of the soldiers and brought back rope, tissue paper and styrofoam cups. Everyone gathered around in this mess hall and we were doing the show - just one trick, where Barack got me to pass through a styrofoam cup without tearing it.

I am rowing in a kayak on a cloudy day. I feel tired, humiliated and discouraged. The other rowers can't believe how bad I am. In a moment alone, my trainer, Barack Obama, approaches me in his grey-blue track suit, puts one of his sneakers on my kayak and his hand on my shoulder. He gives me a good pep talk about determination and not backing down. He also says, You shouldn't even be this tired, and gives me proper rowing techniques. Then I feel better. Even if I am going to lose that day, I at least have the sense that I had tried my best.

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