I dreamt last night that Hillary and Obama ran a cafe together. It was a place to feed all their supporters. Clintonites and Obamaians had to politely eat side by side if they wanted to eat. At first everyone was trying to figure out which is the Obama food and which is the Clinton food. But Hillary and Obama had worked hard to merge their tastes together. I was hesitant at first, but I decided to go in and eat. I had a delicious salad with blue cheese crumbles and mashed potatoes piled on top. Yum!
Perhaps I've made a personal break-though! This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius! Wait a minute? Was that in the last century or this one? Who cares! Let's get groovy!