I was texting an old high school girl pal; you know the type that you guys are attached to each other but never did anything in fear of ruining the friendship. Anyway we were talking about old classmates but I was on the back of my robo-lioness. How did I know it was a girl? No mane, duh. It was a little bigger than a real one maybe the height of a pony because my feet were just a few inches from the ground and on it’s back around the neck shoulder blade sections were buttons to control it with simple things. Simply labeled were ‘Walk Forward’, ‘Turn right or left’ but the weird one was ‘Stamp the ground like playing with ants’. Anyway I found my friends house and it was very nice, the kind of house I expected she would have with her husband and 2 kids, stuff that I will never have. For some reason she did not know here address and was looking around the house for a piece of mail and then we walked by her husband asleep on his rocking chair holding his violin. He woke up and I finally dismounted my robo-lioness and greeted each other. He even offered to give me an old sweat shirt with my favorite football team logo. There was more but it’s fading away and going where dreams go.