sunrise.....when i was younger, i used to have vivid dreams, dreams that would wake me and have me sittin on the edge of the bed until sunrise. i always dream in color....never had a black and white dream. always bright colors. i think its that way to make me remember whatever it was i dreamed about. im like the 3 generations of women before me....a woman that dreams about things to come. im no where near psychic but i will say when i dream about someone, usually its a sign that bullshit is involved. ive never dreamed about someone i actually KNOW doing something fucked up and i didnt find out that they were on some bullshit. that being said, here i am at sunrise writing because i just had 2 vivid ass dreams. dreams with colors that screamed at me. dreams that woke me up both physically and mentally. i am imperfect. im 50 pounds past thick, sensitive as hell at times, stubborn, anti-social, etc. ill never say im perfect but i am the complete package. im intelligent...i have a good conversation, a good job, grade A top of the line pussy...the woman that will allow you to be you, imperfections and all because thats what makes us all human right? the woman that is understanding of time demands because hell, i have my own, i work and i write. the woman that has to have music and a pen and a notebook in her life or she would go insane. the woman that knows the difference between rap and hip hop. the woman that can hold her liquor and doesnt do any other drugs. the woman that will only allow you in her space and introduce you to the loves of her life, her family, if and only if you fit the bill. the woman that will fuck you like a whore and fix you a sunday dinner afterwards....and you gon front on this shit here nigga? this shit here....nigga....this shit right here? hmmmph. true indeed, they were only just dreams but the signs have BEEN there and the signs all lead to bullshit. this is why i have a glacier where my heart used to be. fuck an icebox omarion, those shits can be defrosted. i will not allow myself to be disrespected over and over. after awhile, it makes it acceptable to be disrespectful because hey....she'll always be there. well, no the fuck i wont. that shit is for birds and that im clearly not. id rather lonely, in my solitude, than be treated less than what i deserve and accept bullshit for the sake of having somebody to talk to. it was once said by black thought that "things fall apart". damn right they do. in a minute....peace and the horizon....prolific out.