February 15

Dream 1

I have a meeting with the POTUS. We are in a formal conference room and he is seated across from me. We are the only 2 people in the room. I tell him in a controlled tone what I think of his reign so far. It’s not positive but I remain polite with my criticisms and comments. This goes on for a while with him occasionally commenting. I try to be as approachable as possible because I genuinely want him to like me so I can blindside him. When I feel that he has warmed up to me, I tell him that my son is transgendered. I tell him that whenever he (POTUS) meets someone he never knows personal details about that individual or about their friends and family. I tell him that it is unfair to judge someone accordingly. He starts crying. His face is red and contorted and he tries to speak. I cannot tell if he is crying because he’s disappointed that he has misjudged me, or if he feels remorse for any of the hateful vitriol that he spouts, or whether he feels sorry for me. I leave the room and walk past a staff member who was apparently standing at the door the entire time.

Dream 2

I am walking my dog. It is the third time that I attempt to walk her in this particular area, but every time I do there’s some type of obstacle in my way. There are several trucks parked on the side of the road with workers scurrying back and forth from the trucks to the inside of a building. I can’t get past them. I don’t attempt to cross the street. Instead I stand and wait until I catch someone’s eye. Finally a young man exiting the building stops and makes eye contact. I gesture to him that I’d like to get by. He signals that it’s okay to do so, but I point to the dog tailing him. The dog is loose and I don’t know how the dog will react when I walk by with mine so I wait.