“I had a dream early this morning that I met Trump in back of the curtain before the rally.”
Interesting. In the early ‘90s I had dreams that I was married to Trump. I’d just read his “Art Of The Deal”. And my con-man ex-fiance’ had just cleaned me out of everything — furniture, savings — everything. I guess those two events created a “perfect storm” so that at least in my sleep I was safe and comfortable. The dreams lasted a couple of months. Once I began the process of bouncing back the dreams stopped. Weird what the mind can do to get you through rough emotional times.