So I was doing a music for the arts project documentary. I wanted to do some research about some white non-existent singer Cathy Williams, so I went to Italy talked to her mom picked a Italian flag, watched her brothers play soccer, all of that. So I went back to my hotel room to start the project, laid out my poster and started sectioning off the information. Next thing I know I screamed Fuck This! And crossed out ol' girls name and put Lauryn Hill. Now this is a dream so bare with me. I text a blurred out name in my phone, we had a long thread so obviously that was some sort of boo of mine, so I say "who is Lauryn Hill?" Now I wasn't asking as if I wasn't hip to her I was asking like who is Lauryn Hill to you. So thinking he was gonna respond with some bullshit this man says back to me "I'll pick you up and we'll bump her CD's until it's done, who knows where we will end up." I had the biggest fucking smile in my dream and when I woke up! The End