Earlier dream: So there was this guy living in a house, and a meteor fell down and hit him in the head. He woke up in an alternate reality where his house was flipped (it was on a lot that crossed the whole block so they randomly picked a direction when they built it) and then this whole TV series was about all the confusion that caused, because his whole life was different. A few episodes in they were showing the version of the guy that got hit by the meteor, and he was still alive, which surprised and confused me. I guess they switched bodies.

Later dream: I was saying that I couldn't wait for Donald Trump to die, because (1) that would mean Donald Trump was dead, and (2) we'd get a bunch of inheritance because Sara was related to him. But then I realized that Sara wasn't related to Donald Trump at all. Also there was some stuff about spending time at an elevated train station (there were walkways above the tracks that I was wandering back and forth on while waiting for something; maybe we were postering or flyering there) and some dorm building.

Last night Sara and I went to the gym and I ran on the treadmill for an hour while watching Edge of Tomorrow and then we came home just before a thunderstorm hit and there was rainy breeze blowing in the living room window and I had a pineapple fancy water and it was very nice.