This was the last few minutes of a dream I had recently:



We lived in the projects but different buildings.

I was visiting my friend, an older black man, we were sitting outside, he on the steps, me on my beat up banana seat bicycle. 

I said, "Well, gotta go... I gotta go walk my 'road of adversity'".

My friend goes, "Ah yes, 'road of adversity'..." 

Looking at me he continued; "You know we volunteer for those, right?"



Then I woke up...  What do you think? Do not include the following keywords: banana, minute, man, road
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