Listen, Dixie

from a journal entry, 5/12/99 - The Oregon Days
In dreams, I walk out to my car and find $100 bills taped to it - all over - hundreds of them. I go into a Wendy's and some woman tells me my hair is beautiful and smells it. I walk around the salad bar and find a rave. Instead of darkness and deep bass there is incredible light-ness and music like tiny bells. I didn't like the people there so I kicked and punched a bunch of them on my way out.
A woman walked into my room. She was Hispanic and I loved her. She was of the voodoo and she told me about my eyes and their depth. Hers weren't so bad either. She told me great things are going to happen to me.
Checks were written out to me for thousands of dollars and signed by the U.S. Army.