Dreamt my baby aunt G was alaive and young and had braids and we cuddled as we compared/competed over hair length and she showed pics she'd taken of my sister inngold braids and I said "everytime I see her I see Regina King" -
and a maroon 57 Chevy sped in and wheel-spun side-ways over a column on it's side to parallel park -
and checking G's artwork thst was looking on the wall to see if it's ok and " is it cool ? ", and me " this is worth hundred$ to a thou$and " and scoffing laughter -
and following them out and " respect a _l_ck woman's work " and gun pulled and stop -
and -
and -
leave.
everyone leave.
