The other morning, just before I woke up, I dreamed that I was Donald Trump's secretary.
His desk was in utter chaos; papers and mail everywhere.
In my dream, I wanted to organize it for him, but he just got upset (imagine Donald Trump getting upset; just not his nature, right?!?!?!?!).
If I organized it, how would he find anything, he ranted and raved at me?
The dream, thankfully, was very short-lived, and when I woke up, thankfully also, Donald Trump was nowhere to be seen!
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