DREAM: Working for a taxi service in an Olde English town. Everybody’s dress seems to be of the late 19th century. I yell out to my co-worker, “Let’s open up the law firm!” I let him start up the law firm business as I meander outside. One of my other co-workers is standing there in a long black raincoat with a few other men—sleek black limousine with purple interior parked on the street. The front hood is open to attract customers. Wesley is there. I confront him about something related to the battle of the bands in Fredericksburg (in waking life he passed this opportunity along to MUSICPLAYER). He seems to be hiding something and I figure out that the open spot on the bill has already been filled. I make a conjecture that Elliott’s band is playing place of us now. He still doesn’t admit it. Looking at the bill written out on paper—I’m right. ☼☼☼☼☼ Floating in a boat that’s made of a giant cardboard box. We dock into a small harbor behind this structure. One of my comrades is worried we will get raided by the people nearby so we stay hidden. All of a sudden, the people spot us and, in a frenzy, start hopping onto the boat. There’s a rope line connecting us to ground and can help steer the boat. I pull the line to get us away but the mob is persistent. I yell out, “We have food! We can give you food. Just hold on.” The boat slowly moves around the corner. The people are throwing money right and left as we exchange it for the food supplies we have.
3 p.m. waking up.
Sipping on Passion Tea and taking a Zinc pill.
Grocery shopping. Watermelon is scarce but there are plenty of pumpkins out there.
Eating a Hard-Boiled Egg and a Toasted Bagel with Butter and Blackberry Jam. Honey Oolong Tea.
Working on Ableton.
Tennis with Art and Jamil. Successful wins.
Eating Watermelon.
MUSICPLAYER practice at the storage unit.
Kal introduces me to a mathcore band called Daughters.
Eating a mix of Roasted Potatoes with Beef, Onions, and Peppers. Green Beans and Cauliflower. Garlic Bread. Modelo.
Working on Ableton while chowing down on Trader Joe’s version of Reese’s cups.
On the way to Margot’s house talking with Phil on the phone. He tells me about his plans to road trip to the West and settle down in a place that feels right.
At her house now, watching a riveting documentary called The Cove about the dolphin slaughter going on in Taiji, Japan. It’s actually really touching and an interesting study on how easily secrets can be kept from society. The dolphin is an underestimated and magical creature of the earth.
Lounging around on the couch. A humorous show called Animals Behaving Badly is on Animal Planet—junkie monkeys who rub millipedes on their mouths for the sole purpose of getting a chemical high—an Australian bird that collects blue artifacts and takes the role of interior designer to attract a female mate.
Cuddling on the couch after a sweaty session of lovemaking. Margot: “I like having sex with you…because I like you so much.”
Analyzing some of my friends with her and talking about the difference between a wanderer, who desires to travel constantly, and a nester, who desires to settle in one location. She veers more towards the nester side and I can’t figure out which one I am. I feel I’m a seasonal wanderer. At this stage in my life, I feel obligated here. One day though my feet will get antsy.
Back at home. Washing all the dishes. I’ve come to realize I am a born dishwasher. And I actually enjoy the process.
Eating a bowl of Crisp Rice Cereal with Brown Sugar and Bananas.
Editing some video footage.
Sleep around 7 a.m.
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