Non-lucid The grandmother, Mamama, is our new maid, and she brought over two kids for AJ and I to babysit. Then, I wake up. Non-lucid 3-3:30PM nap I'm at the park, with a platinum blonde haired girl. She is here to tutor me. As we're talking about math, a boy walks out of the woods, and sits on the steps of the playground. He has the same color hair as she does. He also has a rather large and pointy nose. He begins talks to me, and then flirting with me. "Are you flirting with me?" I ask him. He says no. I turn and look at him. He has something that looks like a hair sticking out of his eye. "I brought lunch here for you, if you want it," the girl says, gesturing under the slide where a KFC box is. "No thanks." I say "I'll take it!" the boy says excitedly. A lanky man dressed in yellow jogs by us. "That's Kanye West. I trained him," the girl tells me. "Really? You did?" I ask, skepticism in my voice. "No," She answers, "that's Kanye West." She points to the hill where Kanye West is standing, flirting with a lady. He's wearing gold. "Oh," I say. "I have to get going now." I say, waving good bye. I look at the boy and wonder about the relationships fathers, daughters, and boys have. Then, I wake up.