A DREAM. WHAT A DREAM IT WAS

2/11/16 8:20 PM

it was me, $ama and Sin, we were in my old neighborhood, at the corner of Paul & Ann Street in Riverdale. the white home at the corner was turned 90 degrees facing Paul & not Ann. we were there because I decided to show my friends my old stomping grounds. they had a small unknown Pomeranian style guard dog with a caged-fence around the home so we left. as we got farther down the street, things changed. the street was now called Pauletta Rd, the street was now laced with the most extravagant condos that looked like Dubai college dorms, with Palm Trees in front of the homes, yellow-orange condominiums with blacc wooded support beams and the air was cleaner than any place in Georgia. at the furthest corner there was a restaurant called El Paullene’s. they served hot wings but only flats, it was pacced. seemed to be the hang out spot. it was many years into the future and I had just came home from tour. when we walked into the place, it had seafoam green walls with a pink ceiling. a menu hanging down, with the investor face plastered on the other side. since we were there, I made up in my head to just eat something. as I walked up to the counter, there was a waitress with an illustrious pony tail with black curly hair; a huge puff. i tapped her shoulder, she turned around, and it was you. years into the future, with the biggest smile. your eyes, being the windows to your soul, spoke luv. we just stood there for minutes… not saying a word.

[dream changes channel]