Dreaming

A girl at the fires said if I drank some paga.. it might help me sleep.. so I snuck a little bota into my wagon and sat there looking at it for a while before I took a swallow... My eyes popped out.. as it burnt its way down my throat... and men like this stuff? I think for now.. thats plenty.. that is the worst thing I have ever tasted.. So I set it aside.. and it did not make me sleep.. Besides making my stomach feel like a pit of fire... it only created more dreams.. but I don't think I shall write about my dreams... I think I will keep them to myself.. I think I will just write about my day to day activites.. and let the rest be a secret...