All that I can remember of this dream is that most of my family and I were starting to stay at The E House more than our house, maybe we owned The E House now or were close to buying it, either way I knew and I had false memories of us spending an increasing amount of time there.
At the end of the dream we were at The E House and I was in the family room when someone, maybe my uncle CE or another family member, arrived at the front door that is connected to the family room; and we let this person inside the house, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream involved The President Of The United States Donald Trump visiting a dentist office, and while he was there they let him handle the dentist appointments by himself instead of the dentist et cetera doing the appointments.
I happened to be there for a dentist appointment after traveling from the city of D to whatever city this dentist office was in, and so President Trump was the person who did my appointment instead of the dentist.
I remember President Trump holding a clipboard with some papers, he asked me various questions, and he wrote my answers on the clipboard.
Because President Trump is not a dentist et cetera he did not do any of the normal things that are done at a dentist appointment, and besides asking me questions that were on the papers he did have me get on a scale to see how much I weighed.
President Trump did not know how to use the manual scale so he had me stand on a digital scale, and he had me tell him what the scale showed as my weight.
President Trump was supposed to measure my height after this, instead he just asked me, and so I told him what my height was when I last had it measured; and that was the end of my dentist appointment with President Trump.
Afterward I went to the front desk thinking that once President Trump was done with his visit that the dentists et cetera would do our real appointments, but to my surprise that was it; and the dentists et cetera were not going to finish our appointments, and so they considered that an actual appointment.
I had assumed that they had just done that for fun and to give their special guest President Trump something interesting to do, so I was surprised and annoyed and disappointed to learn that they were considering that a real appointment that we would have to pay for et cetera, even though our teeth did not get cleaned or x-rayed or filled et cetera.
It was cool that we got to meet the president et cetera, but I still needed a real dental exam.
I started to complain about this because I wanted my real dentist appointment done because I have dental cavities that need to be filled and a dental filling that needs to be redone, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place at The BP Library, I was at work walking out of the Children’s Section when I saw my female coworker JB walking to the JUV Desk, and so I stopped to talk to her as she walked by.
There was a loud noise coming from a small refrigerator-looking device by the front desk that made it to where I could not hear some of what JB had said, I asked JB if she would repeat that, but I am not sure if I was able to hear what she said again because our assistant director Ms. JM started talking to me as she walked to the front desk so I walked over to hear what she was saying.
As I was talking to Ms. JM the loud noise made it hard to hear what she was saying as well, and then my coworker Mr. CF started talking to me as he walked by toward the entrance so I walked over so that I could hear him.
Mr. CF was laying on the floor as I walked over there, he talked to me as he laid on the floor on his back oddly, and he told me about how he had recently returned from vacation where he had spent his vacation traveling with a woman.
He had enjoyed his vacation and he liked the woman, but something had went wrong.
Maybe the woman had left him and was not responding to his calls et cetera, I can not remember, I just know that whatever happened was bothering him; and I listened to him like a therapist as he continued laying on the floor near the front entrance talking to me about this.
Then I woke up.
Shortly after waking up I had the song Kim by Pauline Croze on my mind for some unknown reason.