I remember I was at the roller blading rink surrealy in the New Orleans area where I used to live. There were weird like life and death things it felt. Someone was coming to take 1 of us to record with her, someone I knew upbeat and exciting. I kept positioning myself along the side. Someone exciting and mush with real read hair or wig, curly, came and I hid or something. Later I was on a bridge over it with some girls cozying. I felt set apart, otherwise.