But here it was I’m thinking I brought my children to the poorest reservation in the country—of course after being in Mexico for a couple of months I said bring it on baby…at least the rez’s got running water and WIC! My dream was me in Green Bay during a Packers Super Bowl Game w/what seemed to be the ‘world’ in attendance. I was there for a minute but had to leave and proceeded to make my way through the sea of people & going in a different direction. I finally made it home & was sitting in a run down house visiting my dead friend in a empty town (I swear I’d seen a tumbleweed rolling by too) feeling very kinda ‘out’ of it. Her broke ass left needing to catch a plane that some one else had bought a ticket for & w/the turn of my head was gone.
I woke up feeling like man I sure am going against the grain. Which wouldn’t be the first time. But still strange feeling nonetheless especially since she was there. It was a good visit though.]]>