I never really considered myself to be a follower of politics. This past year it has been a little different. I haven't been as involved as a lot of people, but I am aware of the candidates and where they stand on different issues...when their stand doesn't change. But, I never thought it could get like this....
A couple weeks ago I had a very vivid dream that I was in Logan, Utah for some kind of a rally. In fact, the rally took place at the Logan Fairgrounds, where they have their demolition derbies. I know this place very well, so the dream was very clear. In the middle of the arena was a stage with posters banners and little American flags everywhere.
The next thing I know, I am sitting next to Obama having an intimate conversation. The conversation was how he was excited to be there and also about what our plans were for the night. We held hands and gazed into one another's eyes. All the while, I was checking to see if his wife was around...because as the dream alluded, we were romantically intimate and we didn't want to get caught. Well, the stands filled and we kissed right before he went on stage to give another speech.
I was chatting with my roomie last night and she said that she had a very vivid dream that she had carried McCain's illigitamate child, who was 6 years old and named Stella. She distinctly remembers being on a tour bus with Stella and was pretty chummy with her best friend Mrs. McCain.
Needless to say in the middle of the night, we both woke up from our dreams and laughed....pretty hard.