True story: I had a dream last night that I was part of the next Republican debate. Apparently the debate was in my town (not sure where that was in dream-land, probably not Orem), in a high school that had a gym like an LDS "cultural hall", i.e. with a stage to the side. I and a couple of my friends decided to declare for the Republican nomination on the spot and somehow were offered spots on the stage. Or maybe just I was offered a spot and my friends weren't. We probably decided to declare because of a general dissatisfaction of the Republican candidates (Rubio wasn't there). There weren't any chairs, though, the candidates just had to sit on the edge of the stage with their legs hanging off into the gym area. I was seated right next to Trump.
I wasn't getting much screen time until Trump started attacking me (don't know for what). He turned to me and started poking and prodding me with his finger. I let it pass a couple of times (guess my nature is like Hayward and the wet willy), but then got fed up and said something like "Listen, Mr. Trump. I've had enough. If you touch me one more time I will push you off this stage and you will land on the gym floor." Trump apparently took my threat seriously, and didn't touch me again the rest of the debate.
Later, towards the end of the debate, the moderator asked me a question, but I didn't quite catch the topic. So I did what politicians always do and answered a different question instead. I said, "Well, before I answer that question, let me point out what just happened here earlier in the debate. I gave Mr. Trump a clear ultimatum. I drew a line in the sand, stated what my position was, and because Mr. Trump believed me, he took my statement seriously. This is exactly how I will run my foreign policy. I will state America's positions clearly, I will maintain 100% honesty with the other world leaders, and if they press me, I will indeed follow through with what I have promised the ramifications will be." I continued, "Likewise, I will maintain 100% honesty in my domestic affairs. I will strive to work with leaders of BOTH parties, and because they too will trust me to keep my word when I tell them how I feel and want I want to accomplish, they will be willing to work with me as well. Together we will find ways to make this country even better, ways that will benefit the ENTIRE country, not just those on one side or the other." That got an ovation from the audience.
I went on like that a bit more, and then time was up for the debate. (Good thing, too, because I never did find out what the question was that I was supposed to be answering.) When the polls came out, I was tied with Trump as winner of the debate, something like 30% each, and my threat to push Trump off the stage was universally seen as the highlight of the debate.
Pretty awesome dream. I don't usually have ones that are that vivid.
Moral of the story: apparently I'm fed up with most of the Republican field, and with honesty of politicians in general. And it seems very possible that starting to use a CPAP for sleep apnea can make you have weird dreams.