Monday October 8 2012

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With one of my first girlfriends from ages ago, the girlfriend I lost my virginity to. We’re having sex in a bedroom but the fear that my mom will come home at any moment keeps us on edge and we can’t enjoy ourselves.

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Waking up at 11:10 a.m.


Pear. Orange Juice.


All day shift at China Wok.


Ays: “I want to fight with demons but I need a partner.

Me: “fight with demons? I might be able to help.

Ays: “I’m so child. I don’t want to be adult.

Me: “you can always choose to be a child. no matter how old you are.


Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Potato Chip Trio. Honey Oolong Tea.


Rain. Rain. Rain. Dreary. Gloomy. Dreary. Gloomy.


Belgian Milk Chocolate Bar.


The worse the weather the greater the business.


One of the ladies that I deliver to apologizes to me, “Sorry about the rain.”

Me: “Heh. Well, you didn’t start it.”


This rain ain’t stopping. Laskin Road turns into an overflowing bathtub. If only my car had the ability to transform into a speedboat it might make my job more efficient. It definitely would’ve helped the moron I just passed who crashed straight into a ditch. Poor guy. It seems the city won’t invest anything into figuring out how to remedy flooding in this area every time it rains. Maybe it’s the faulty sewage system or our being at sea level. I don’t know but it’s getting old. With a towel wrapped around my head I make my way from the car to the customer’s doors, my sockless shoes sloshing around in ankle deep puddles. I love my job.


Attempting to get through some Russian audio lessons but my head hurts from all the visual coordination I have to maintain while driving around in this mess.


Around 9 p.m. business dies down. I enjoy dinner at the table.

Fried Shrimp with Broccoli, Onions, Carrots, and Rice in Garlic Sauce.


Off work and back home.

My mom comments on my Facebook wall with this:

“Today God spoke to me in such a special way....let me share...was working riding in my transport vehicle...just having a talk with God about so many things..began to pray for you Robert...I have been asking God to remind you of His deep love for you....looked up at the sky and saw the clouds had gathered leaving a space that formed a perfect heart shape in the center of those clouds. I wanted to capture this by taking a picture with my phone...but in moments it changed. Funny though, even now I have this image engraved in my mind...it was a beautiful display of God and His love for us. God will speak however He chooses, sometimes even without a word. (Love, Mom)”


Cinnamon Toast Crunch.

Watching Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (2011).


Sleep 4ish a.m.


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