Dream

The complex rhythm was like every movement was so intricately connected to one another.  My younger aunt stretched her face, and her nose got small, and she thought it was like mine, but I said it was the proportions.  She was smiling opening her mouth like yea.

Speaking of my Genetics tag, when I moved to Orlando, on TV they had this lady on a green and black grid, like green glow lines, and they had a joke of like a baby that got big and taken out and grew to be superhuman and only the mom was a certain size.  I could never remember what was going on in different things.

Problem

Ellen DeGeneres is an enigma.  I wanted my nose to be more stocky, but now it flares out.  I think you could make anyone's nose flare out.  No one cares about other races, like that.  We're all born, and we're treated unfairly.  I shouldn't have to connect with my dad more than other people, in ways I don't like.