came home from work, chilled and browsed street hop for a few minutes. decided to have a nap for a couple of hours. why the fuck did Rahim pop into my dreams? not only rahim, but also his parents. i was watching him, he looked like an ethnic fellow, and he had hairy arms, but was severely bald at the top. he was 30 and i was watching him get permission from his parents to go outside. they called him a "good boy".
fucked up.
fucked up.