a few years ago
one of my childhood friends
died in a car accident.
we had been close growing up.
even after she died
i would talk to her
every now and again
when I thought about her
or if something was happening
where I thought she might be watching me.
it was always a one sided conversation.
just so we all know.

but then last night.
i dreamed about her.
we were having a conversation.
and she said,
*you should play the lottery monday*
and i asked her if winning the lottery
would cause more problems
than it would solve...
and would i be substituting the problems
of having money
for the ones of not having money.

and she said,
*play the lottery on monday*

and so i shall.

thanks marsha.
i miss you.