[i]1:30pm I wake up.
Dream: I’m driving someone else’s car down a street right after it snowed the day before. A little kid throws a snowball at me hitting just the window. As I drive away, I’m able to scoop up a ball of snow and throw it at the kid’s back. Someone warned me beforehand he would cry if that happened. And he did.
For breakfast, hot Oat Bran Cereal with Cinnamon and Blueberries, Orange Juice, and Zinc and Vitamin E.
I stretch and listen to some new music.
I drive to my parent’s old house to check if my tax statements came in the mailbox. As I’m out, I hit up a few thrift stores.
I have a Verizon mystery shop to do in Town Center. I notice the sales associate that assists me is the same one I had before at another Verizon mystery shop. I had forgotten how comforting her voice is. I don’t think she remembers me. I feel so relaxed just listening to her speak, “What’s your address so I can see what services are available in your area?” I feel no physical attraction towards her but her personality and confidence shines. It’s the same feeling I get when I’m standing in the shower letting that hot water envelope me. What a great sales associate.
Dinner: Ginger Chicken, Broccoli, and Rice.
Margot and I watch Lars And The Real Girl [2007]. A great concept for a story.
Coffee and Chocolate Funfetti Cake.
NBA Jam with Art: 3-2
I scarf down a few Sourdough Rolls with Butter.
There is a delusion of happiness. Who is ever actually happy? You’re missing something. You will spend your whole life searching for it, or rather learning about it. There’s something bigger…a bigger responsibility pulling at me and I don’t know what it is. So serious. Relax. These people…all these people…all around me…all the time…I love them…I hate them…I need them…I need you.
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