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DREAM: Approaching the shore where a fleet of U.S. battleships are docked for the night. I watch as a mass of Russian teen rebels march toward the fleet with grenades and weaponry. There’s yelling and chanting. They throw their bombs on the offensive. It’s understood the U.S. fleet is aware of their presence and fights back. My buddy who’s with me is Tucker Bennett. We make a run for it into the woods. It’s very dark and we can barely see the path. I use my cell phone to light the way and capture video at the same time. We run as fast as we can—bombs and booming sounds in the background. I’m in the lead. I recognize some of the trail...
“We’re almost there!”
Turning around the corner we’ve made it on the grounds of an American high school. Bumming around by the bathrooms while students and teachers pass us by. Even though we look American I know everyone sees us as Russian refugees. But there doesn’t seem to be any hostility. Tucker and I replay some of the footage in slow motion and discover there’re a lot of things we missed, like a flashing image of a LED light bear that appears out of nowhere amongst the Russian teen rebels. And we briefly see a girl riding a dog that rushes by just as we entered the woods. For some reason this girl-dog sighting raises alarm. Something seems very suspicious about it.
Waking up around noon.
Hot Cinnamon Oat Bran with Flax Seed, Brown Sugar, Blueberries, and Coconut Milk. Orange Juice. Zinc (50mg).
Errands.
Grilled Cheese with Tomato and Hummus. Potato Chip Trio. Honey Green Tea. Chocolate Chip Cookies.
A few hours working at China Wok to help with the dinner rush.
Spaghetti with Onions and Mushrooms. Garlic Bread. Broccoli and Carrots in Ranch.
Watching Primal Fear (1996).
Organizing music files.
Blueberry Scone. Coconut Milk.
Lauren drops by for a visit. She used to live here at the house but moved back out to Newport News. She left an endearing letter to 1435...
“Dear 143Live,
I actually miss all the shenanigans. I miss things getting 'Live'. Life is boring without you guys. Sorry I couldn't live up to my end of the bargain.
<3 Nanny Lauren
P.S. for a little while...you guys felt like the closest thing to family that I've ever known. I miss that, too.”
Sleep just after 3 a.m.
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