I went back to sleep for only a few minutes and dreamed that Ivy, Kim and I were in my car, leaving my house but we had to stop at the end of the driveway because there was a military peace protest going on right in the road, so we were blocked and had to watch. Tanks rolled across then it turned into hippies wearing military uniforms and shouting obscenities. (This is happening days after the women's protesting of Donald Trump.) this one guy started pointing a gun at our bushes ten looked me in the eye and was angry that I wasn't joining, he moved on, though. Kim was sitting behind me and was visibly angry, for some reason. I told her not to jump out of the car and confront them because they might hurt her, she agreed but kept scowling and almost cried. My focus zoomed in on her eyes and she was wearing really thick eyeliner that looked like I had done it - poorly.