Last night, I had a dream about running. I know, right? RUNNING.
I was in this race. I don't know how long it was supposed to be. You know where it took place? At my house. Yup. Started in the back yard, went through the family room, hallway, kitchen, dining room, living room, up the stairs, down the hall, into my room and back. There were tons of people running laps through my house.
And I was winning! I was winning without being totally tired or sweaty or anything.
And you know who was there cheering me on? BARACK OBAMA. He totally wanted me to win.
Weird, huh? Someone who's good at interpreting dreams please tell me what this means!