Partying with Prince

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

I literally had a dream about Rock legend PRINCE and this is what is was about.

I dreamt I partied with Prince last night…and it was fucking AWESOME!

The End…

Hunh…excuse me! You want details…smdh!

Of course you do.

Oddly enough for a dream it was actually pretty clear at least the parts that I remember are. [enter thinking emoji here]  I’m not sure where we were exactly since everything was white like a Progressive commercial.

Excuse me? Oh, you wanna know what we did.

Everything [smiley emoji]

We talked.

We danced.

And when I say dance I mean Prince danced like Prince and I well uhm, let's just say I'm not the best dancer.

You wanna know what dance I did? 

Well uhm,I did the dab and a bunch of other “new” dances that pop up on my snap. Everything was cool until I tried doing the milly rock and then Prince told me to sit my non-dancing ass down a la Kim Kardashian.

He said something both important and poignant which I’m sure he realized I would forget once I woke up.

Hunh? What did he say?

About what?

Oh you want to know if I remember what he told me that was so important.

[Enter thinking emoji here]

Well…no not really. I mean it had something to do with the office party we were at in his honor and he signed his own going away card.  It was weird because he was dancing and smiling. And he let it slip that KISS wasn’t a song he actually wrote but no one cared because he was sliding across the kitchen pantry floor doing his best impression of Tom Jones doing KISS as he said it.

Oh I almost forgot the outfit he wore kept changing from a black one he wore in the Sexy MF video to a yellow one he was famous for to an all white outfit like the lady from the Progressive commercials.

He smiled a lot. 

He made everyone feel good, like he was only there at the party with them.

Then he said be true to yourself, don’t worry too much and have fun.  It’ll work itself out.

[enter thinking emoji here]

Uhm…at least that’s what I think he said. I’m not really sure anyways then my wife woke me up and I got up and was like

“I just had a dream that I was at an office party with Prince.”

To which she responded “ Ah yeah!  How was it?”

“It was fuckin’ AWESOME!!!”

I mean how often do you get to party with Prince in a dream or otherwise!


The End…

...for real this time.

Go home…go party…go love your family…go change your life...go change the world.

Go party with Prince in your own dreams.

Just be happy.

[Enter smiley face and peace fingers emoji here]


Submitted: October 06, 2017

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