Bama Raised

notesfromundervault:

I couldn’t find any coffee in the White House, I ran around everywhere.  I even checked the secret bunker where they keep aliens alive.

I couldn’t find any in my (Chicago) neighborhood stores or in my apartment’s cabinets.

Before I awoke, the last scene of the dream entailed watching me hide behind some bushes in the White House rose garden, nearly crying because I just knew President Obama would have to fire me for running out of and not finding any fresh coffee.

 This has to do with your anxiety at work. Hey just my expert opinion…hahahaha