Dream Record
I get off a plane and meet a nice man in a suite I recognize. He is white, has good looks, and is carrying a briefcase. He asks me what I'm doing in town, and I show him a 10 dollar bill and a 5 dollar bill and say "I decided to come back in houston because my friend who works for 96.5 (there's a blank stare on his face because he's not from Houston apparently), Mix 95.5 a hot ac station, got me free tickets to go see 'American Dreamz'. He says to me, "Oh really?" and I look out to the airplane to see the plane I got out of. Another plane, somehow directed vertically and having a momentum towards the left wing of my previous plane, crashes. I tell him that was my plane, and it was called American 77.
Supposedly I'd be horrified by this, but then a photographer gets steps out in front of the business man and me. He takes a picture of me, flashing with the camera, to us. At this point my dream-character is somehow emotionally unaffected and the businessman is shaking my hand. "I hope you enjoy American Dreamz!"
Supposedly I'd be horrified by this, but then a photographer gets steps out in front of the business man and me. He takes a picture of me, flashing with the camera, to us. At this point my dream-character is somehow emotionally unaffected and the businessman is shaking my hand. "I hope you enjoy American Dreamz!"