“You are right up there with Bill Clinton with respect to presidents entering my dreams. Last night, though, was a doozy. What were you doing jumping from such a height directly into a building? How did you defy gravity like that, your feet sticking out from the building at about a 35 degree angle? And you didn’t even bleed after crashing through that window. You thought that your antics would make me mad at you, that you’d lost your chance with me. But, you were wrong and I proved it to you when you opened your arms, inviting me in for a hug. I came right in despite the massive ovals of sweat-stained shirt that loomed. I didn’t fear, I leaned in and put my face right in it….”