You have a president that was democratically elected that has repeatedly sworn that he will not respect the democratic election of anyone else but himself. Where do you find yourselves confused as to where the enemy of the state lies?
This is a dream I have regularly... I wake up (and I know I'm in my room... Like one of those certainties in dreams you have that you just know, you don't doubt) and it feels real. Then I look around from under my comfy duvet and realise that something seems different. Maybe there's a different table beside my bed... and on the table is a laptop that I know is mine and I also know I've never seen it before. I sit up and look around and the room is a normal rented bedroom in a house, and it's mine, and it's familiar and I know how the rooms around this room should be arranged. The kitchen is to the left of my bed, my feet point to the door to my room. I get up and before going to the door, I climb over the bed and pull the edge of the closed curtains aside and take a peak out in to the street. It's never what I expect, and sometimes it's a vague street in half light that I can't quite make out. It always feels right but it is not what I thought it would be. At this point, sometimes, I would then try to picture where I am... As in, where is this rented room located in the city. Because if I live here I should at least know that. How long does it take me to get to the office? How do I get to the office? And, honestly, a lot of the time, I kind of look at what little I can see outside the window and just really try to remember and suddenly I kind of zoom out and I know I'm in a suburb on the Northside of the city and it takes me an hour on the bus to get to work, and I can instantly remember all the times I'd taken that bus ride in the morning and all the sights, all the sames streets, I'd see them and know them all in detail. But, the house is always in a different location in the city. How, across all of dreams, do I remember all of these days and all of those journeys, and every detail of all of those streets on all of those bus rides when I know for fact, when I wake, that I have never been to any of those places? - I do live in rented rooms, and I have lived in dozens over the years. I have honestly come to believe that when I sleep I dream experience the other rooms to rent that I chose in other parallel timelines. Rooms that I did not rent but, at that point, veered off from on my own timeline and chose another room in another part of the city from the many me that did rent those rooms. Or maybe not.