Friday April 2 2010

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3:50 p.m. I wake up from a series of dark dreams.

DREAM: I’m sitting in a dark corridor. An ambassador from Hell is standing there striking a deal with me. In order to prevent me from spending eternal damnation in Hell, I need a “savior” or a “key”. He connects me to this wire system using RCA cords that you would normally connect to a TV. There are two inputs with blue tips. He tells me I need my “key” now. I had brought Phil with me but he ran off somewhere. He was supposed to be the “key” to my escape. Phil eventually shows up and the ambassador leaves to make some calculations. There’s a TV on the wall of the corridor. On the screen is a score chart between the ambassador and I. I change the score so that we both have 1 point. He comes back angry because I changed it. Something went wrong and I now have 2 points over his 1 point. I plead with him, “I was only trying make it even!”

I continue to have this dream in different variations and the memory of the events carry into the other dreams I have.

Breakfast: Hot Oat Bran Cereal with Cinnamon, Brown Sugar, Blueberries, and Milk. Immune Defense.

I put on Fleet Foxes and stretch my body out.

Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt N Vinegar Chips with Avocado. Green Tea.

Work at China Wok. My co-worker catches one of our bosses napping:

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Dinner: Ginger Thai Noodles with Corn, Mushrooms, and Broccoli. One Egg with Garlic Naan Bread. Green Tea Ginger Ale.

JoAnna comes over to the house. We rehearse some more songs together for the show. We share songwriting techniques and introduce each other to new music. I put on Fleet Foxes, The Notwist, Yo La Tengo, and M. Ward…“Sometimes it’s nice to just sit and listen to music.” She tells me about the Robert Plant and Allison Kraus record. We drink cups of tea and feast on Vanilla Yogurt with Peaches and Honey. “My Momma says you shouldn’t trust a single man that thinks he’s free.” As humans, we need touch. It’s nice to feel that connect. Another lovely evening with a different kind of human being.

I snack on Veggie Chips and a Dove Peanut Butter Chocolate Bar.

I clean my teeth then write more lyrics to new songs.

Sleep around 7a.m.

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[i] The Terrorist Balloon by Vlad Nanca.

[ii] Ling napping. Image by Daniel.