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DREAM: Holding a letter from Megan Stamper which is actually
a giant scroll made out of thin white poster paper. I don’t want to read it
right now so I use rope to construct a few knots and tie it up on this piece of
wood that’s built into the ceiling of the computer room in the house. Moses, my
black cat that lives with my mother, walks up and acts loving towards me. I lay
down on a chair and he plops himself on my chest, my arms caressing him. “I’ve
missed you Moses!” I feel close. I feel comfortable.
3:20 p.m. I wake up.
Breakfast: Hot Oat Bran Cereal with Cinnamon, Brown Sugar,
Blueberries, and Milk. Orange Mango Juice. Zinc and Alfalfa.
Songwriting.
Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt n Vinegar Chips.
Strawberry Yogurt. Green Tea.
Work at China Wok.
Talking with Daniel, the other driver, about the Crips
and Bloods documentary I watched yesterday. We discuss the “what ifs” of
America: What if slavery never happened and Africans were never brought over to
the Americas? Our country’s culture has many roots stemmed from the oppression
of black Americans.
Delivering an order near English Court. Two cute little
girls stop their Wii Bowling game and corral at the door. Holding their Wii
controllers, “Thank you dude! Thank you dude!” They seem really amused by
calling me “dude”.
Daniel and I compare the differences between restaurant
servers and delivery drivers. People take for granted the risk and work
delivery drivers have to deal with.
Dinner: Leftover Chicken Alfredo and Broccoli. Snap Peas,
Edamame Soybeans, Green Beans. Red Peach Tea.
Vanilla Milkshake at Doumar’s.
Seamonster and Adam Arcuragi at The Boot.
Sitting with friends. Listening to the sounds of alt-country
on stage.
“Between you and me…I’ll be singing through my teeth…the
words may be wrong…I’ll still sing every song.”
Chad is suspicious of the universe.
Aaron finds an opportunity to take off his shirt at the
table.
Margot talking to Chad in the front seat of the car: “You
are like Mr. Legal Everything!”
Pineapple.
Feeling a little bummed out.
An Egg and Garlic Naan Bread.
Watching a documentary called Lord, Save Us From Your
Followers (2008).
Going through audio files on my digital recorder.
Strawberries.
Songwriting.
Chatting with Verity on Skype.
Sleep around 7 a.m.
[i] Photo by me.
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