My Dream This Morning Superstars and All

I woke up after dreaming about making r_&_b music. Mervin Bucknor call me up asking me to buss his music which I did. I have no idea how he got my personal number. Mervin and I went to the same schools for years but we never talked much. He was always admired for his speed and charm. I was admired for my leadership, brains and popularity.

In the dream I was a renown music producer and a part time radio show host. A couple months after bussing Mervin with his really awesome r_&_b music I need a place to stay. A few cryptocurrency trades had gone bad. They were on the downside when the markets crashed while I slept. They must have crashed because China banned the use of cryptocurrency and North Korea just made another open threat to Donald Trump. I was going to withdraw in two day the investments which would have been enough to pay rent for my townhouse apartment. Sadly that couldn't happen. I had a few strikes before and this was the last strike with my landlord. I pleaded and negotiated my butt off but no extra time was given. All my friends were back in St. Catherine or Kingston. Either way I wouldn't reach them because I was in Florida. Since Mervin's fame took off till now he moved way past many in life. I contemplated asking him to crash at his place. It would be easy since I am a music guy and he is too. I could repay him by airing a few of his new tunes on my radio show and at a massive music festival to be held in Miami. It sounded like a good deal to make so I called him up.

"Yo ma boy Mervin how you doin bruh!"

"Yow dawg mi deh yah enuh. Weh yah deal wid?"

"Mi need a place fi stay hombre cause mi just get eviction notice. Hear wah mi ago do fi yuh. Mi have a major music festival fi perform at in Miami down inna September. Dat a two months from now. As a part time radio show host mi will play yuh new chunes dem and drop u music pon di Miami festival in exchange fi staying at your place fi a two months. How dat sound?" I negotiated.

Mervin never took a second thought. He was all impressed with the idea and welcomed me to stay!

The next day I went up. I went way up! There aren't lots of heights in Florida but he certainly found the highest. My uber driver went all the way up like in Remy Ma's hit song "All the Way Up". Then I arrived. His house was a two story pale orange house with a tall magnificent pine wood polished gate slated with twisted iron weaving g around the pushed wood accompanied by a gate buzzer. The automatic gate opened grandiosely to reveal a magnificent multi colored brick driveway and a round step around the house's entrance. There were security cameras and tiny orb shaped fluoroscent bulbs in the shape of a shell made out above the doorway. The place was neat. It looked like a hotel's mini five star model. He welcomed me to his place and said,

"I'm glad to have you here. If a never did fi you mi wouldn't be able fi help uzzimi! Mek yuhself comfi mi boss".

Mervin Bucknor introduced me to his entire crew and friends. We chatted a while and got to know each other a bit. The crew was excited to meet the man responsible for Mervin's new found fame and career success. Then everyone was all about my radio show; what they listened to me talk about, what they wanted me to talk about, who they wanted to talk about, possibility and future of the radio show and every possible interesting bit of news. They found me to be a chill guy to hang out with so they invited me bowling for Sunday.

Finally I unpacked my stuff and settled in and started planning a log of investments that could make me big money and put me back on my game. After all the clatter and I settled in, I did the absolute greatest thing in the world. I had a strawberry shake. End of dream.

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