19 May 2024
Dream
We were in a war room, on the ocean. I was an engineer who needed to maintain the fish between movements. I also helped out a lot with security, by making people access badges. I was heading down and my access badge had its chip removed. We landed my old neighbor hood where I was helping a few people get their vehicle unstuck from the mud. I was so focused on helping, my computer and books fell into the mud I jumped over to save them. My part time job was beauty and styling while landed here, I was doing a wax for a face. I didn’t find it weird that there was no person attached. I was about finished when Trump walked in asking for his face. I kindly told him to lay on the table for the finishing touches. He proceeded and I completed the wax, he paid my bosses and went about his business. I entered back to the ship and began inspecting the fish, some were dead and not removed; making others sick. I began to clean each tank carefully and quickly. I looked in the next tank over and it had many more fish than necessary, I asked the man looking after the tanks and he replied “those ones were dying so I took out my favorites.” I was confused and began to cry, they were all precious to me- how could he pick favorites?
