Really neat dream
Jul. 20th, 2013 06:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dreamflowerI have to go to work in a few minutes, but I wanted to take the time to type up a really neat dream I had just before waking up this morning before I forget it.
I dreamed I had a job at the White House. I'm not exactly sure what it was, but it apparently involved sitting in a big green room at a table looking through books, so I guess it was some sort of research. There were other people scattered about the room and once in a while President Obama would wander through and say hello. There was lots of art on the walls, and at one point I got up to look at some of the pictures. Then Michele Obama came up beside me, and told me the one I was looking at was one of her favorites. She led me around the room as we looked at different pictures, and she told me about some of them. She was very sweet and kind and warm, and I really enjoyed the impromptu art tour.
When I got off work (still not quite sure what I was doing) the DH picked me up in our Volkswagon Thing, a car we have not owned since 1979. Then I woke up. *sigh*
Also, we seemingly still lived here in Cushing. That's quite a commute.
I dreamed I had a job at the White House. I'm not exactly sure what it was, but it apparently involved sitting in a big green room at a table looking through books, so I guess it was some sort of research. There were other people scattered about the room and once in a while President Obama would wander through and say hello. There was lots of art on the walls, and at one point I got up to look at some of the pictures. Then Michele Obama came up beside me, and told me the one I was looking at was one of her favorites. She led me around the room as we looked at different pictures, and she told me about some of them. She was very sweet and kind and warm, and I really enjoyed the impromptu art tour.
When I got off work (still not quite sure what I was doing) the DH picked me up in our Volkswagon Thing, a car we have not owned since 1979. Then I woke up. *sigh*
Also, we seemingly still lived here in Cushing. That's quite a commute.