u/Jordy_Nicometo

Let me preface this by saying that I take Cymbalta, and ever since I began I have had very vivid dreams that I do not remember in detail, if at all. I just wake up remembering that they were very vivid. This one, however, I remembered fairly well. (And let me add that even though it involved a political figure, it wasn't political in nature and didn't reflect my views on politics.)

I dreamed that Donald Trump started a new business venture called Trump Meat. It involved selling cuts of his own flesh for human consumption. It was extremely successful, to the point that demand quickly outpaced supply. After which, he began cloning himself and selling cuts of meat from his clones.

Regardless of the cut, the meat resembled hanger steak or skirt steak. Except that it was very pale and anemic-looking, with an orange tint on the outside. Basically, like what you would expect something called Trump Meat to look like.

Well, in one part of this dream, my husband and I were having lunch at a restaurant that resembled a Cracker Barrel, when a man and a woman came to our table. They were clearly Trump supporters, decked out in the red hats and all other sorts of Trump gear, and the man looks over our plates in a very forthright manner and says, "Hey, do you got any Trump Meat there?" We told him no, but he still proceeded to pick up a fork and started picking through the food on our plates to make sure.