I woke up remembering some dreams but I accidentally went back to sleep without recording them, and so now I can only barely remember part of three dreams.
This dream involved the actor Rider Strong getting in trouble for something that I can not remember, and so he was not allowed to either act at all or not allowed to act in the Boy Meets World franchise for a certain number of years or permanently.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream was obviously symbolic and was probably inspired by me reading a news article by Michael Wolff on The Hollywood Reporter called “You Can’t Make This S— Up”: My Year Inside Trump’s Insane White House before I went to sleep.
Unfortunately this dream is very unclear and I can not remember most of it, and some of it does not make sense.
All that I can remember of the end of this symbolic dream is that I was inside a probably tall multi-story building on probably an upper floor of possibly office-like spaces during the day, and I assume that other people in the building and I were running for our lives from some kind of threat or threats that I can not remember that was possibly destroying everything in its or their wake but I can not remember but I do know that it or they were moving fast and was / were probably covering a large area as it or they moved.
I just know that I was running for my life and I could not afford to stop and hiding was not an option, and at some point it was just Donald Trump Jr. and me running so maybe everyone else died or were consumed or whatever by the threat or threats.
We ran trying to reach the roof of the building, my plan was to try to reach the next building, but Mr. Trump Jr. called his father The President Of The United States Donald Trump on his mobile phone as we ran.
Mr. Trump Jr. told his father President Trump that his life was in danger and that he needed help, he was truly terrified for his life, and President Trump really seemed to care about his son so President Trump quickly called and met with people trying to get help for his son immediately using his influence and money and back room deals.
I was able to see a somewhat transparent vision of this in my mind or wherever as it happened in a montage as I ran, this makes no sense but somehow all of that happened as we ran for our lives, and somehow help was sent or people who were nearby were called to help.
The threat or threats were right behind us, we reached the roof and Mr. Trump Jr. decided to jump off the building as a shortcut because we did not have much time, and so I did too.
Somehow his help was there to save us but I am not sure how or who, I just know that we were saved thanks to President Trump’s influence and money and back room deals, but I felt that it would come back to haunt them because some of that was probably illegal and / or unethical.
My approach would have possibly saved us as well but it was riskier and required more time instead of taking a shortcut, but I woke up and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I can not remember most of this dream to accurately interpret it but my wild assumption is that it was symbolic of the investigation(s) going on involving President Trump’s administration, so the threat or threats were possibly symbolic of the investigation itself, Mr. Trump Jr. is one of the people also being investigated and his father President Trump probably tried to protect him from it, but some of his methods used trying to protect his son were possibly illegal and / or unethical; the methods saved him in the short term, but might be used in the future during the investigation(s) against them.
The end of this dream possibly took place during the morning in the city of D, I was riding in an automobile with my dad, and we were going to be going to some kind of event later with family members that would also serve food (maybe a wedding or something, but I can not remember).
We drove past W Park and we decided to stop at Burger King to get some food to hold us until the event, and we probably went inside the building.
Sitting at a table looking down at his mobile phone wearing a white dress shirt and black dress pants was possibly a manager who looked like or was the actor Macaulay Culkin, but I did not get a good enough look at his face because he was looking down but in the dream I wondered if that was him or not.
Behind the cash register was a male employee who looked like a younger version of my former male schoolmate and teammate JP and behind him was an older and taller male manager, and they greeted us and my dad started talking to them as we ordered our food.
I ordered one food item and I was going to order maybe a Sierra Mist or something but I accidentally said grape soda, I went to correct my mistake but my dad was distracting the JP-like employee, and the manager was already pouring grape soda in my cup so I decided to just accept the grape soda.
But I woke up.