Can’t sleep at night…
I had the weirdest dream last night.
I was scheduled to interview Barack Obama. How this happened, I have no idea.
To make a long story short, the interview was supposed to be at 7:30. I was sitting with Michelle Obama on the sofa outside of his office waiting on him. His staffers were running around like crazy.
When the time for the interview came, Obama walked out of his office to the sofa. I stood up to greet him and he said, “I’m going to have to reschedule. I’m coming down with a bad cold or something. How about tomorrow? Have my secretary make space for you because I need to talk to you.”
He walked out with a group of folks. One of the staffers that was left in the office came over to me and said, “And when you talk to him, please tell him that he’s losing too much weight. He’s lost eight pounds already (I specifically remember the pounds for some reason). Maybe he’ll listen to you.”
Listen to me? Huh?
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