anyway, it wasn't really him. it was the CEO of my company. but in the way of dreams it waa Teu r rump as well. I don't know why. I don't soend p any time thinking about him. mayne b b it waa the s s New Yorker newslettwr e e that put him in my head. s s *not that I wish the CEO to die withwr! e w e e e w dreams are funny.