I was in this classroom full of random people and this old looking Republican guy was preaching stuff about women and how they should stay home. I heard a female voice hurling F bombs at him. I finally got up and started walking toward the professor but the dream ended before I reached him. Violence was not on my mind I wanted a good debate. Even then I still think if the dream didn't end where it ended I would have knocked him on his ass. In my dreams I can think but cannot control my actions. It is like a roller coaster. Why did I have this dream? Is it because I am angry?