text: 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?