I don’t really know how it happened but I think it was inauguration day. Jay and I were staying in this really fancy hotel and I remember playing with this little kid. Then I was catapulted to just before a big ceremony was going to start and I was standing there with Mr. O. We were talking and I started talking about what I believed in and what was important to me. The problem with this is that it takes me awhile to come back around to what I was trying to get at in the first place.
He said something to me about some sports fact. I looked at him with a confused gaze. And then he said something about the Dolphins. I was like “Oh I really don’t pay that much attention” and he was like “Yea so-and-so (his son) didn’t think so either.” Me I wanted to get back to my point, the one that was materializing right in front of me, but the music got louder and our faithful President had to go to work.
I was hanging around with my Dad but we were still in this big place. I think we were helping my Grandmother get out of the bathroom. Stairs and snakes. I just wanted to get back home and then I woke up…