Dreams
A wise man told me, “If you can dream it, you can be it!” so I dreamt that my dad would come back home this Christmas, and move out of that motel he shares with his new Laotian girlfriend Akela, who is not nice to me.
When he didn’t, I dressed up in some of the old clothes he left in my mom’s house and started chainsmoking Marlboros. Dreams really do come true over the holidays!!!!
P.S. I HATE YOU AKELA!!!!!
