I remember four dreams.
Dad was pushing my buttons but in a way that he thinks I am pushing his but it is only to keep sane and not let him get to me.
Someone was screaming and that woke me up, I know something or some things happened before but I do not remember.
All I remember is that mom was there.
People were at a march of the idiots we call snowflakes. A reporter was interviewing some of them and asking what was nazi about Trump and they would answer idiocies like he is a nazi. Then another reporter was in another place of that so-called peaceful protest and they were all dressed in nazis with sign of their logo, the man started to laugh saying that they were there to protest Trump because he was to them a nazi which is a disgusting thing but there they were dressed as nazis with the logo of the nazis.