So that's been really strange. Once again, I dreamed last night of Barack Obama as he eats with me at my grandparents' home-style German cuisine a la Omma lunch. Why do we dream for something? And what have I with Obama on his hat? I find it even more non-sympathetic, to stop the cooking meatballs with potatoes and sauce in my Omma eat and get out of my dreams! Because I'd much rather dream of other people ... So at night when I sleep at least, the day I dream so anyway.
So, if anyone out there familiar with dream interpretation and sonem Humbug, please let me betray is the meaning of what all the nonsense. Thank you.
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