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Around 2:30pm I wake up.
Dream: In a field. A cave filled with soft purple and green cilia. Surrounded by a muddy moat. I have to get in there and retrieve Becca. A brown fat cow-like monster flying around preventing me from going inside. I’m a monster myself. ☼☼☼☼☼ Margot and I are waiting inside Becca’s house but it looks different. I’m supposed to pick up Becca to meet for some reason. Margot is discussing how upset she is. I accuse her of being jealous. I look around the house for Becca while Margot continues to explain herself to me. I check her room but someone else has moved in it. I keep checking other rooms and unfamiliar people appear. I get frustrated by the situation because Becca is nowhere to be found and Margot is upset.
Breakfast: Hot Oat Bran Cereal with Cinnamon and Blueberries, Orange Juice, Zinc and Vitamin E.
Phil and I go to Big Lots, CHKD Thrift Store, Trader Joe’s, and Target.
Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato, Baked Salt N Vinegar Chips with Avocado, Green Tea.
I delegate Art and Phil to help pick up and vacuum the living room while I thoroughly clean the bathroom. It becomes so clean somebody could lick the bathroom and probably be cured of all diseases.
I stretch and dance. Then Phil and I lip sing and perform on www.chatroulette.com.
Phil and I make a Pizza from scratch. I eat a few slices and a small Salad with a Banana.
I pick up Becca from work to go to Waffle House. Before the weekly ritual begins, we go for a ten-minute run around the neighborhood. While running, I explain to her how hard it is to prevent myself from farting because my body is jumping up and down. At the restaurant, I eat a Waffle with two cups of Coffee. We recap the past week’s events and revelations. She gives me Part 1 of a haircut because her clippers aren’t available. Laughter, acting, and music on Pandora. I exemplify different characters in the kitchen. I notice how easy it is for me to be other people, making fun of personalities. Caffeine causes me to feel incredibly hungry so she feeds me two slices of Salmon Egg and Broccoli Quiche, Saltine Crackers, and Chocolate Oreos. I sense something new, something unique about this visit. On another plane. It’s comfortable. It’s warm. But I don’t want to interfere.
Listening to Oldies music like Bobby Davis (“Dream Lover”), Manfred Man (“There she was just a walkin’ down the street singin’ do wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo”), The Archies (“Sugar Sugar”). I think about how the simplicity of Love was glorified in the 50’s. I miss those child-like feelings of attraction. The music puts me in a happy state of being. It’s therapeutic.
I shower and clean my teeth.
Sleep at 6:30am.
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