November 15th, 2008

I dreamt last night that my brother, Obama and I were moving back into the house my brother and I shared through college. The house was just as I left it – same colors, but clean and empty. In the dream, the boys were off playing while my dad and I went shopping for groceries for the house. Just as though he were sending me off to college, dad bought the groceries that I picked out – bread, peanut butter, eggs and cheese. When we returned, my dad had left the dream and my brother, Obama and I were sitting around drinking beer. Obama seemed like a really nice guy.