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Around 10:30 a.m. EST Josiah comes into my room waking me up.
“How were your shows?”
I’m still trying to open my eyes and become conscience as he pushes right into a conversation. He needs a ride to work. Back to sleep.
I get up again at 11:40 a.m. and take Josiah to work to Mahi Mah’s. Back to sleep.
Waking up again around 2:30 p.m.
DREAM: Josiah and I are sitting on the van seat in a storage unit. He warns me he’s thinking about not doing music anymore – giving me all these reasons including something about people not listening or not enough support. I try to encourage him, “But music is such a personal thing whether there is people there or not.” We continue to talk…☼☼☼☼☼ My high school reunion in a big room. Richard comes up to me and tells me in a joking way how he hasn’t seen me in years. I’m supposed to perform on stage, backing up this singer songwriter on electric guitar. It takes me a while to set up my amps. I have a hard time finding the power cord to the amp head. Finally, I get everything set up. I start plucking the strings and testing out the tone. I tell the singer I’m ready to start.
Breakfast: Hot Oat Bran Cereal with Cinnamon, Blueberries, Brown Sugar, and Milk. Orange Mango Juice. Zinc and Biotin.
I drive to the Farmer’s Market off Princess Anne and Dam Neck. I get Alfalfa Grain pills, VA Honey, Ginger Chews, Chocolate, and some produce. I ask the lady at the register for advice on planting an aloe vera plant. “They love neglect,” she says.
Lunch: Tuna Salad Sandwich with Lettuce and Tomato, Salt N Vinegar Chips, and Jasmine Green Tea.
Brianna: “I want to start doing all the dishes.”
Me: “Okay. Why?”
Brianna: “Cause I want to be a house wife.”
Me: “But you’re not a wife.”
I transfer the Japanese aloe vera plant Kenneth gave me a few weeks ago into a pot.
Tennis with Art.
The rain starts to fall lightly. We continue to play. Steam rises from the hot cement caused from the cool water hitting it. Then, the storm begins and the rain pours and pours and pours.
TED Talks.
Dinner: Leftover Cabbage and Potato Skillet. Carrots and Cucumbers with Ranch. Garlic Naan Bread. Natural Cranberry and Grapefruit Soda.
I do some writing at the storage unit.
I eat a bowl of Granola and Raisin Bran Cereal.
In the attic – conversation with Will – civil unions and marriages – the concept of free will – I explain how we are no longer in the post-modern era but a new era, maybe alter-modern or post-post-modern – the story of The Tower of Babel – I theorize how humanity is drawing closer and closer to complete globalization and unity. Generally, our desire as a human race is to be one with everyone. In a state of total oneness and unity where nothing is impossible.
Genesis 11:1 “And the whole earth was of one language and of one accent and mode of expression.”
Genesis 11:6 “And the Lord said, Behold, they are one people and they have all one language; and this is only the beginning of what they will do, and now nothing they have imagined they can do will be impossible for them.”
I start reading The History of Love by Nicole Krauss.
Sleep around 5 a.m.
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