Instead of a nightmare, I had a dream that I was running for Congress in and around Upstate NY. What was odd about this was the rallies that I was attending.
Every rally I went to, I had a different spouse, mostly to placate the various crowds that I was trying to woo.
Yes, the cynicism of this is not lost on me.
I also seemed to be courting groups regardless of where they stood. I went to church rallies, sportsman rallies, queer rights rallies, and a pro-pot rally, all wanting their votes.
I suppose that I am, in my heart, a political animal.
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