[i]DREAM: There’s a gathering in the street of culture jammers, activists, and revolutionaries that want to see change. I’m a bystander. Off to the side is a tower display with at least eight levels of hamburgers, each with it’s own army of ants eating away at the ingredients.
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Browsing through a department store at midday. Walking down a particular aisle I suddenly approach someone I did not expect to see. It’s Raven...
Me: “Whooooa! Hello.”
Her and I both have shocked looks on our faces.
She doesn’t make an attempt to ignore me and even returns a hello. No conversation strikes up though. I think she’s trying to stay reserved and silent.
Me: “Well, I guess this was going to happen eventually...See you later.”
I turn around and head towards the checkout line.
I turn around and head towards the checkout line.
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Waking up at 11:15 a.m.
Putting up some dishes in the kitchen. Darren walks in and comments on his new job...“I hate working at Applebee’s. It’s like China Wok, but the black people come to you.”
Grapes. Orange Juice.
Her: “You’re so white! You’re transparent.”
Me: “Um. I’ve been like this forever.”
...
Me: “Why have you been so romantically dead lately? Are you about to start your period? Have you been stressed?”
Her: “It’s a mixture I guess.”
Me: “You need to take advantage of me. I might not always be around.”
Her: “What do you mean?”
Me: “Anything could happen. No one’s promised tomorrow.”
...
Walking over to Panera...
Me: “What’s it gonna take to get that fiery passion back? Do I need to take you to see Titanic in 3D?”
Fried Egg with Broccoli, Snow Peas, and Rice.
Fortune cookie: “Any idea seriously entertained tends to bring about the realization of itself.”
Chitchatting with roommates.
Relaxing alone.
...
She arrives home and joins me in bed. We sleep around 3 a.m.
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