DREAM: Big lake. Cement stairway leading down into the water. Chain link fence perimeter. A wolf just outside the fence. Maybe he will call on the rest of his pack. Howls heard in the distance. My friends dive into the water with abandon. I watch. At another time I’m across the other side. Emotionally affected by structures erected in memory of a few people that died. I cry into my blue baby pillow. Somebody asks, “Oh are you still crying?” There’s something incredibly sad about what’s going on. I can’t stop the tears…I won’t.
Awakening 11:11 a.m.
All day shift at China Wok.
Banana. Orange Juice. Figs.
Sluggish afternoon…
Lunch: Egg Sandwich with Mayonnaise and Tomato. Blue and Yukon Gold Potato Chips. Pomegranate Cherry Ade.
At the restaurant—prepping the bags—reading—writing—researching.
Dark Chocolate Bar with Caramel and Black Sea Salt.
This is a dreadful day for Chinese food. The tips are shitty. Darren’s here for an hour or two but his helping hand isn’t necessary. However, he’s always useful for more pep talks.
I’d like to live in a world where people don’t rip each other apart…where you’re not treated as a commodity and you’re respected as an organic being that’s not disposable…or at least biodegradable.
This has been the most non-profitable shift I’ve ever worked.
Back home…everyone’s watching the football game. Not interested.
Dinner: Garlic Bread Pizza with Sautéed Mushrooms. Carrot. Name Tag Lager.
Watching Cypher [2002].
Working on already recorded songs—editing—mastering.
Cinnamon Toast Crunch.
Sleep 4 a.m.
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