i dreamt of martin sheen.

my friend wanted to go to a place to get a haircut. i drove him there.

when we reached, he went into the store while i stayed outside. there were a few couches and a short table with drinks on it. martin sheen was sitting there.

we made eye contact. he must have known who i was, because he stood up and walked towards me. he called me (but i forgot what my name was) and we shook hands. i was so excited. i called him jed bartlet. and he joked, saying, have you been binging on the west wing. i said yes. we were still shaking hands. until i pulled away and then he said he met another person who couldn’t stop shaking his hand.

then he had to step away to take a phone call. all this while he was smiling. he looked presidential. he was wearing a suit.

after i woke up i tried to relive the moment again and again.

i met martin sheen.