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DREAM: I’ve been assigned the letter B. An unfamiliar lady has been assigned the letter C. We take a stroll on the sidewalk of a big city in Japan, maybe Tokyo or Osaka. Buying fish plates from a food cart.
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My boss, Cecily, from China Wok stands in front of me presenting a confession. She affirms the subtle attraction between us, which has always been there on a subconscious level. She brings up some observations and reminds me of a dream memory where we had an encounter in a bed. Something bad happened in that time frame and she was confiding in me...
Her: “Remember when we lied on the bed and you had the memory?”
The blossoming feelings towards her are now reciprocated and she’s talking about them...
Her: “I’ve got punch and you’re calm.”
☼☼☼☼☼
Inside a warehouse building in a section at the end of a long narrow corridor. It’s a deciduous forest environment...trees and bushes...a small glimmer of sunlight shining through the window. Stephanie and I fulfill a need to set fire to this place. We gather dead pine needles, dead leaves, and dead branches...and ignite a flame that spreads all over...but only affecting organic matter and not the building itself. Later, I’m talking with Stephanie’s dad. He’s upset with Stephanie for smoking Spice last night and having to go to the hospital. I explain to him the detrimental effects that Spice has on people but assure him that everything is okay now.
Getting out of bed at 11:10 a.m.
Instant Maple Brown Sugar Oatmeal. Orange Juice. Zinc (50mg).
All day shift at China Wok.
It’s quite a slow afternoon.
Prepping the bags and snapping the snow peas.
Panera lunch: Tuna Salad Sandwich with Lettuce and Tomato. Creamy Tomato Soup. Sweet Tea.
She needs Extra Special Attention.
Peanut Butter Sandwich. Coffee with Chocolate and French Vanilla Creamer.
Steady orders...
Off work. Back home. Not looking forward to covering the other driver’s all day shift tomorrow when I’m normally not working.
Pinto Beans, Broccoli, and Snow peas with Rice.
Fortune: “If you promise someone something, keep it.”
Margot hangs out with me in my room. Watching After.Life (2009) together. A cerebral mystery thriller. Letting Darren’s cat, Juptier, roam around the room—distracting us from the film by climbing atop shelves and knocking things over. Generally, it’s a nice time spent with each other. I send her off so I can have my alone time catching up on things even though she’s slightly opposed to it...
[Text message]
Her: “How could you love someone and not wanna be with them everyday?”
Me: “because my alone time helps me appreciate time with you.”
Sleep around 3 a.m.
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