so last night was my first dream (that i can remember) about barack obama.
in the dream i was a student at a university. which university? no clue. what i was studying? no clue. all i know is that we had a guest lecture from barack. he came in really frazzled and exhausted and attempted to present but it was terrible. i remember leaning over to a classmate and commenting that he really has too much on his plate and he shouldn't have tried to give a presentation for us in the middle of campaigning. i felt bad for him and kept thinking he really needs to rest.
after class i ran into him outside where he was smoking. i then had a talk with him about self-care and how he needed to rest up and stop smoking for real or else he wouldn't be healthy enough to run a good campaign.