I had a dream the other night that I was walking through the Lakewood mall with my Aunt Janice and we ran into my uncle (her brother) Bubba. Now Bubba died in like 1991 or so. He looked really good. He had on a white T-shirt and some jeans which is what he usually wore. He hugged us and we were all happy to see each other. He told Janice that he heard that she was about to get married. She agreed. He was happy to hear that and said that he was so sorry he wouldn't be able to make it. She said that was ok and that she was just glad to see him.
Crazy thing about this dream is that Janice is about to get married and lives in Lakewood.
The ancestors are always with us.
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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