September 6th.2019
I woke up this morning after dreaming I was in prison with Ice Cube wearing a cask around his arm. He punched me after I somehow caused an issue but for the life of me, I can't recall from the dream what I did. I mean, after all, it was a dream, fleeting and ever distancing itself from my consciousness. After he had right hooked me, I said, "I guessing that whole friendship thing is off the table." in true cinema fashion. Of course, I began to realize that I was dreaming when it did occur to me how I was going to explain this to co-workers on Tuesday, completely forgetting about the prison bars, surrounding convicts and the small issue of not being allowed to leave. Then before you know it, I wake up in my bed to the sounds of my computer playing back YouTube videos and my dog Zero snoring. It was insane that I had to catch up to why I wasn't in prison. I had never even been to jail and hardly watch films or shows that are set in place like that. (Except Shawshank Redemption, because that movie was awesome.)
Not the strangest dream I've had but the freshest on my memory still intact by the time I made it to somewhere I could write about it. But I digress.
Hello readers,
I am glad to announce that I am officially graduated with a Master's degree in creative writing. It is on this day, I should be walking across the stage, looking out to my mother and mouthing the words, "I love you!" to her. Today the graduation ceremony I had postponed until I gathered enough money to travel to Florida. But I didn't really think it was that important considering that a huge Hurricane had hit Florida and my mother car had been acting up putting a real doubt on if we were going to make it safely. So I'm over it. The only thing that matters is that I got the degree. Right?
You might be thinking to yourself, " That's sad he can't attend or won't." Perhaps you don't really care. But I do and yet, I ok with it.
I trying to be better this time around with my level of education. Better and more prepared. Last time, when I get the bachelors, my friend accidentally broke my laptop the same month. ( I know!) I that left me unable to write for months falling into such a writer's block.
