In the middle of the night, a soft touch and caress awakens me. I love that feeling…when her hand is there, stimulating the nervous system—an excitement instilled yet the comfort of the fluffy pillow and bed keep me immovable.
DREAM: Inside a big expensive house—darkness, lights off—carefully creeping down the stairwell. My motive is to steal something important. I notice Jacob Marshall looking over at me from inside a meeting room—he’s there with another person discussing business. All the lights flicker on. I no longer have the motive to steal.
Around 3 p.m. we wake up.
Fixing Cream of Wheat with Honey and Milk—eating an Orange.
The sun is shining and making the snowflakes sparkle.
I get called into China Wok again.
Lunch: Tuna Salad Sandwich with Tomato. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea.
Stopping by Trader Joe’s. Then, discovering how cool Kroger is.
Kenneth. Kenneth. Kenneth. The persistent imposer.
Practicing music at the storage unit.
Dinner: Mixed Vegetable Soup with Beans. Garlic Naan Bread.
Watching Jimmy and Judy [2006].
Examining video footage from Florida.
Missing.
A bowl of Raisin Bran cereal with Cinnamon Bunches.
Brainstorming.
Sleep. 6:45 a.m.
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