The dream somehow involved being in the same place as Obama, sitting down on a couch next to each other. He then proceeded to fall asleep, clearly exhausted, and he leaned against me. I remember feeling an overwhelming sense of the weight on his shoulders, and how hard this campaign and the upcoming presidency must be. I sat there, supporting him, feeling proud to be able to do so, and honored that he felt safe enough to relax. I felt like I was part of the people, taking care of him, …